Madam Pomfrey had finally caught a break at the medical wing.
She wondered what was keeping Dumbledore so long.
When she went to the Kitchen to check on Dumbledore she was alarmed to see Dumbledore making out with an elves head.
"Albis!" She screeched.
Dumbledore turned around and growled viciously at her. Dumbledore then grabbed a kitchen and threw it hard at Madam Pomfrey. The knife hit Madam Pomfrey in the heart.
Madam Pomfrey then collapsed in a heap. Dumbledore began to weep, before coming to his senses.
"What am I crying about, she's just another pay check any way." Dumbledore shrugged repeatably. "Time for papa to go to bed!" Dumbledore added as he tried to hide Pomfrey's body somewhere.
Just then a terrified Professor Trelaweney came in.
"Albus I just did a prophesy and future is very dark, so dark in fact I'm afraid it represents mere extinctions.
"Sybil with the utmost respect your prophecies are lame-o I didn't want to tell you this but most of your prophesies have not come true, I just keep you around so I don't have to fuss around in trying to get a new divination professor." Dumbledore admitted with a simple shrug.
"Ignore me at your own peril headmaster for this infection is so big that is something that you can't conquer." Trelaweney said mystically.
"That's very cute Sybil but could you excuse me I have some real work to." Dumbledore said as brushed up against a wide-eyed Trelewaney on his way back up to his office.
Dumbledore upon reaching his office went to his liquor cabinet and got the strongest bottle of Fire whiskey he could.
Alas he found one and chugged the bottle.
"We are fucked, so so so fucked" Dumbledore cried.