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Date Posted: 14:36:39 02/28/03 Fri
(well thats interesting.)
Generally their dention wasn't too bad. It gave the maurader(sp?) time to think up new pranks and get caught up on their teacher gossup. They always had fun when one of them would slip on the invisibility cloak while the presiding teacher wasn't looking. The teacher would turn around only to find that one of her students had dissapeared. They others would send her on a long chase after the boy who had never even left his seat, only to have the teacher return and have the boy back again. But even such an amusing idea did get tiring.
But on this particular night they were stuck in detention with *Bum Bum BUUUUUUM* Proffessor Valdwig. Vladwig was ready for to take his revenge on the boys and thought up gruelling tasks that each boy was forced to complete individually. James made to measure out one millileter of Rasmas Plasim in each of 497 jars , and you know how hard it is to measure out only one millileter of anything, especailly something as gel-like at Rasmas Plasim that only oozed in chunks. Sirius was made to glue individual hairs on a wooden spoon, but each hair had to be separately placed on the spoon and had to stand up straight and be 1/50 of a centimeter. Lupin was made to pluck quills off of a Spiny Toad, which was both painful and dificult, considering that a Spiny Toad has over a thousand spines. And Peter was made to collect ingredients at the base of the wamping willow.
Now you may think, 'Why are these tasks so bad? They're wizards, why cant they just use magic?' and you're right, except the evil potions proffessor took their wands away just to spite them.
And as if this wasn't torturous enough as James was measuring the oozing gell to no avail, Peter was being beaten by the Wamping Willow (because he couldn't turn into a rat without his wand), Lupin was being poked and prodded by the Spiny Toad, and Sirius was trying to figure out what 1/50 of a centimeter looked like, Proffessor Valdwig began to sing...
May i remind you that Valdwig was a potions proffessor for a reason. It was because he was skilled in the teaching of potions to young impressionable students. Generally you shouldn't creat a proffession out of something if you arent good at it. And that was percisely why Valdwig was a potions proffessor and not a singer -- His singing was HORRENDIOUS! TERRIBLE! EARTH-SHATTERING! UGLY! YUCKY! NO UN-HUMAN! In short, he should have shut up then, but no he continued.
Somewhere between the poking, wamping, gluing, measuring, and the torturous singing(if you can call it that), it occured to James that this was why this classroom was sound-proof. And when that night of brutal punishment ended the boys were def, blistered, brused, hairyandgluy, and confuzled in general. Lame and speachless they wandered back to their dormatory and flopped on their beds, hopping that your hearing would return by morning.
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