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"Wait!" Professor Dumbledore shouted, clearly evident from his tone of voice that he was not happy at all with how things were playing out right before his very eyes.
The three of us wheeled around to face Professor Dumbledore with puzzlement evident on our faces. "What is the matter, Professor Dumbledore?" I asked with my eyebrows half raised in bewilderment. "You got us, you won! Oh, and I am sorry for calling you close-fisted, so can we be on our way." I asked as I pointed with both of my hands to the direction of the exit of the hallway.
As if Professor Dumbledore did not even listen to, or for that matter hear the rest of what I spoke about. He stuck on to only one sentence like some octopus would.
"What is the matter, you ask?" Dumbledore shouted with spittle flying everywhere and his chest heaving up and down. "I tell you what the matter is! First of all, the three of you did not even take this fight seriously! Who in their right state of mind would argue right in front of their enemy." Professor Dumbledore finished saying as his shoulder slumped and he shrunk into himself.
"I was supposed to get my revenge, make that darn little brat shiver in his boots, and lower his head down to me in fear with tears staining his eyes and snot covering his nose." The Professor added, but it came out as nothing more than a hollow whisper.
"But all I got in return for my efforts was, Nothing!" Professor Dumbledore said with a long sigh as he shook his head to himself in a self-deprecating manner.
As I look on at the Professor as he smooths out his grey beard in a downcast mood. I sort of feel bad for the old man, partly because I was the one who got him into this state mood. But also, because every year he has to make sure that these hyperactive, little whiny brats make it out alive at the end of the school year.
And that is a really tough job, since there is all the magic involved; like creatures that can suck out your very soul or turn you into stone with just a stare. Madman out looking to come back to life, and evil minion lurking in the shadows. Incompetent fools running the government with racist a.s.ses pulling the strings from behind. There is so much to danger to look out for and so many students to protect, I have no clue how he even juggles all of it.
Man, this is why I never want to be some sort of teacher or mentor, it is a thankless job and all you get for a thanks is a kick in the behind or in some rare cases, Death! You know, for trying to clean up the mess your pupil made.
"It okay Professor, we were all shaking in our boots in fear when you said you will kill us. Especially Caelum who nearly p.i.s.sed his robes!"
"Hey!" I shouted at Fred angrily who was spouting out nonsense drivel, all I got in return for my shout was an elbow to the hip from George who shook his head at me. Ah, forget it the old man need this, I reflected to myself.
Fred looked at me with a diabolical smile then he winked at me and got back to laying into his lies. I really wanted to jump at that scoundrel and give him a good thorough beating, but I have to first pay for my sins and if this is the only way to do so then so be it.
"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted. Caelum here was nearly about to p.i.s.s his pants and s.h.i.t himself in fear before, but me and my twin had to come to his rescue. Sorry about that, if you want, the two of us can leave him to you to do whatever you planned, so don"t feel so down, Professor."
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My mouth hangs wide open as I continue to listen to this p.r.i.c.k blabber on even George takes a second look at his twin as if he saw him for the first. Talk about kicking someone while they are down, this guy here has really mastered the art of it.
It seems like George and I were not the only ones that were shocked at this max display of brazen shamelessness, Professor Dumbledore was too. He took a long hard look at Fred, trying to find even an ounce of abashment, but all he found was a kid smile on at him with an honest, sincere look.
Professor Dumbledore turned away from Fred with a shake of his head. What else could he do besides curse this devil! If you try to argue or reason with somebody that is shameless, all you will be getting for your effort is endless frustration. It really is like jumping into quicksand!
Professor Dumbledore turned to face me with no hint of emotion looking to bubble up to the surface of his face. I guess listening to Fred rant on was a wake-up call to him. All you will get out of trying to communicate with the three of us, is shock and frustration.
"Mr Lovegood all I want to say to you, and now including your friends as well. Is that, if you speak to anybody about the castle"s state I will outright denied it. You will look like nothing more than a raving madman if you were to tell anyone that the Hogwarts castle is alive. It would be ridiculous and preposterous in their eyes, so please don"t do it!
I know that the three of you might not understand it, but this was the order of the four founders of Hogwarts, who on a side note were the ones to bring this castle to life. I could always obliviate the three of you, but I won"t. So I am placing a lot of faith in the three of you to keep this a secret."