The Miscalculation

Chapter 14

"Hey, I have a question. If Slytherins and Gryffindors don't get along, why do we have so many classes with them?" I asked

The table was quiet for a while.

"I never really thought about it." Someone said

We all looked farther up the table to see an older student. I remember him from the night I told my story.

"I'm Marcus Flint. I never really noticed that we had so many classes with Gryffindors." Marcus said

"I mean would it not be better to have us be with the Ravenclaws or Hufflepuffs," I said

The table all nodded their heads.

...Transfiguration Class...

We were all now sitting in Transfiguration Class. McGonagall wasn't in the room but a cat was sitting on her desk. I looked around the room to see three empty seats. The doors slam open we all turn to see James and Carrot Top.

"Whew, amazing, can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?" Carrot Top asked

The cat jumps off the desk and turns into Professor McGonagall. The three boys are amazed.

"That was bloody brilliant," James said

"Thank you for that assessment, Mr. Potter. Maybe if I were to transfigure Mr. Weasley and yourself into a pocket watch, one of you would be on time." McGonagall said

"We got lost." Carrot Top said

"Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats." McGonagall said

Some of the Slytherins giggle a little bit at them. The rest class went by pretty fast. It was a pretty fun class.

...Potions Class...

We were now in Potions class. Adom, Draco, Theo, and I were upfront. Most of the Slytherins were upfront while the Gryffindors sat in the back. We were all talking amongst ourselves. The doors slam open and Snape comes rushing in.

"There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to enjoy the subtle science and exact are that is potion-making. However, for those select few (looks at Draco, who smiles), who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death. Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not...pay...attention." Snape said

We all turn to see that he was talking about James, who was doing something in one of his notebooks. Carrot Top nudges James in the ribs. James looks up.

"Mr. Potter. Our...new...celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Snape asked

James doesn't say anything. Hermione's hand skyrockets.

"You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?" Snape asked

Once again James doesn't know. Hermione's hand once again skyrockets.

"And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?" Snape asked

"I don't know," James said

"What a disappointment. Clearly, fame isn't everything. Do any of my snakes know the answer?" Snape asked

Answer the questions. I'll give you the answers. -Tom