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:: the door flies open to the muggle studies classroom, and a red faced professor comes blazing ( HA, blazing) through, red not because she has been running in order not to be late, but red b/c that's what happens when you go up in flames like a redneck Christmas tree three days after...Christmas, though she seems to be enjoying this wheelchair that she located in the room of requirement in one of those few moments when Sunshine didn't... require it for mass twinkie and poptart storage.:: Wow, that was a long sentence, thank you Mr. Narrator for say all this... or not saying it, maybe I just have sun stroke, yeah that's it. oh Hi wormbabies! ::waves at the students who are looking at her more confusedly than normal.:: I seem to have gone from teaching a class of children to a class of gubbies, close your mouths, let's not be fly traps. Weasley! I said SHUT. UP. Alright, I'll be passing back the remnants of your tests, those that are less torched are the better of them. Once again Ms. Granger has outdone you all, as per normalcy, aren't we just wonderful. Now since these have gone up in smoke, and since YOU have gone up in smoke I think that these tests will not be allowed redoes. Especially since you've probably lost your souls to Mary Jane at this point anyway. The brownies were quite delicious though, weren't they?
::wheels herself behind her desk after using one leg to shove her swivel chair out of the way, disturbing the orange cat that was lying on it:: Now. I'd like to take a moment to announce your final exam if I haven't already done so. If I have, then too bad. I will field questions after my explanation. Now your final for this year, should unforeseen circumstances not cancel finals for the umpteenth year in a row ::glances at Potter:: Everything alright back there? Exactly. Where was I? Oh yes, finals.... your final will be as follows. I will drop you kids off in the middle of hyde park, without wands, and you have 6 hours to finish the scavenger hunt list I will pass out to you then. You will have to blend in with the muggles around you, no cheating allowed obviously and whoever makes it to the restaurant where I will be having my lunch while you are doing your.... final... will get an extra 50 points for their house. Understood? If you have any questions please raise you hand and put it over your mouth. Good Neville, you're catching on. No seriously, stop it... What's your question?
Ne: Why are you in that wheeled contraption Professor Arisman? I: Because it's more fun to run over students like this, besides, I couldn't very well drive my automobile down these halls...well actually.... :: Draco raises an eyebrow and Ron does the... well the Ron face:: we'll try that next time won't we now.... ::giggles madly:: Anyway now that you're aware of your final, you'll hopefully take better care to LISTEN! USE YOUR EARS... in this class. b/c your very existence will depend on it. And don't even think of whining to your parents. While I will enjoy following through with my plans anyway, it will make the aftermath more frustrating. and don't worry so much, I'll help anyone in Mortal Peril.. but only if you're nice to me. ::nods decisively:: Oh anyone wishing to use my computer for your work this weekend will have to reschedule. I'm going to be enjoying myself at a sleepover...so I will probably be in no state to even speak to. Neither will anyone else for that matter. So...if you need help you're pretty much screwed. Her: ::Raises her hand:: Adults have sleepovers? Im: Some do, they're usually called someting else and about something else but that's not for you to know. ever. And this isn't one of those, we're just eating cookies and giggling madly. Even teachers need to act like children sometimes believe it or not. Anyway. Back to "class" I don't have anything to show you today but if anyone wants to explain why they didn't study for their test I will be all ears
*cricketcricket*
I thought so. Go read chapters 8-10, and I don't know stand on your heads for an hour without the use of magic. maybe a little blood rushing to your heads will stimulate the little brain cells you have left after Zantania's lesson ::rolls her eyes::
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