39. Riddikulus
Dedicated to Zander

Zander was taking notes during the research meeting.

He was taking a LOT of notes.

Simon's eyes widened as he subtly leaned over his friend's shoulder to see what the Gryffindor possibly could have been scribbling at what seemed like ninety miles per hour. "Whatcha doing there, mate?" he asked with eyebrows knotted. Simon tried his hardest to look preoccupied with the textbook that he had picked up so he began to flip through the book in his hands to see if there was any mention of chorts inside.

Zander explained his theory, leaving Simon gaping. “But why would she do that? She’s a Professor!”

"But think about it, who better than a Professor? She knows so much about the school and about the dark arts! Aaaand who else would be out in the forbidden forest, a student couldn't go there by themselves in this cold!” explained Zander.

His mate’s theory did make a lot of sense but there was a part of Simon that wouldn’t just give in to it. "Flamsteed wouldn't let her eat us,"”

“ I think Flamsteed may know something too. He could be the one with the weather knowledge.”

“Riddikulus” muttered Simon crossing his arms.