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Am I the only one in this bloody school who has the slightest ability to think rationally?
Riddle me this, Hogwarts. What does turning one hundred or so students into animals in one room when you can't even fathom what they might turn into equal? Oh, yes, I certainly see the safety precautions there. I'm just kicking myself that I didn't go so I could be turned into a fish left gasping for air on the sodding floor! What if someone had turned into a manticore? Or a common bear? Everyone could have been killed. People could have eaten each other. Of course, this would have been an improvement for student morale, but really, now. One would think that there would at least be some intelligence contributed to the lessons here.
I hear Potter was turned into a snake. Really, Potter, if you'd wanted to be a Slytherin, perhaps you should have just asked the Sorting Hat nicely. Or perhaps this is a new development upon realising that Slytherins are far better in comparison.
Pansy and Millicent have thoughtfully given me some kindle for the common room fireplace. And to add insult to injury, they had my name charmed onto it. What sort of barbaric customs do they think I'd participate in? As a result, I've been giving them both the silent treatment this week. It is not my fault that I was the only one who saw the Bludger aimed at Millicent during Quidditch practice. Since I wasn't speaking to her, I couldn't yell, "Duck!"
I have a feeling she's a bit sore over that, but that certainly isn't my fault.
Since we've been put on this dismal vegetarian diet, I've taken it upon myself to have my meals owled in from Hogsmeade. The food is rather sub par compared to that at the Manor, but at least I'm not eating tofu bouillabaisse.
Yesterday we had a Dracology lesson for Care of Magical Creatures, which was, of course, soundly boring, despite the appearance of an actual dragon. Of course, I was rather surprised - I'd expected Potter would, perhaps, perform a Summoning Charm to get his Firebolt and try to do a little showing off. Instead, the lump just sucked up to Lupin the whole time and didn't even say anything when my foot accidentally got in the way of him walking. I suspect something is awry. Hmm.
Riddle me this, Hogwarts. What does turning one hundred or so students into animals in one room when you can't even fathom what they might turn into equal? Oh, yes, I certainly see the safety precautions there. I'm just kicking myself that I didn't go so I could be turned into a fish left gasping for air on the sodding floor! What if someone had turned into a manticore? Or a common bear? Everyone could have been killed. People could have eaten each other. Of course, this would have been an improvement for student morale, but really, now. One would think that there would at least be some intelligence contributed to the lessons here.
I hear Potter was turned into a snake. Really, Potter, if you'd wanted to be a Slytherin, perhaps you should have just asked the Sorting Hat nicely. Or perhaps this is a new development upon realising that Slytherins are far better in comparison.
Pansy and Millicent have thoughtfully given me some kindle for the common room fireplace. And to add insult to injury, they had my name charmed onto it. What sort of barbaric customs do they think I'd participate in? As a result, I've been giving them both the silent treatment this week. It is not my fault that I was the only one who saw the Bludger aimed at Millicent during Quidditch practice. Since I wasn't speaking to her, I couldn't yell, "Duck!"
I have a feeling she's a bit sore over that, but that certainly isn't my fault.
Since we've been put on this dismal vegetarian diet, I've taken it upon myself to have my meals owled in from Hogsmeade. The food is rather sub par compared to that at the Manor, but at least I'm not eating tofu bouillabaisse.
Yesterday we had a Dracology lesson for Care of Magical Creatures, which was, of course, soundly boring, despite the appearance of an actual dragon. Of course, I was rather surprised - I'd expected Potter would, perhaps, perform a Summoning Charm to get his Firebolt and try to do a little showing off. Instead, the lump just sucked up to Lupin the whole time and didn't even say anything when my foot accidentally got in the way of him walking. I suspect something is awry. Hmm.