SPOILER!!: the saviors

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

"I don't." Lex admitted to the question of knowing the books whereabouts. "It could be anywhere....anywhere my wand and candy bag are which doesn't make it very helpful." But with that figured out Lottie couldn't convince her that burning books was a problem. For all she knew the book ran off with them both and until they found the book they'd never find them. The Gryffindor wouldn't stand for this. No book was too good to be burned and to hell with Jeremiah if he tried to stop her. You did NOT touch her wand, her kneazle OR her candy bag.

Turning to the Professor again she saw the look he shot her and it was almost enough to have her pale slightly. Almost. He'd never looked at her that way before. Circe. He was being serious then.....? Slowly Lex began using the end of her robe to get the job done in the absence of anything else.

It also didn't look like Lottie was going to eat her ice-cream soooo....Lex would just...um...take this....ahem. Polishing and eating where hard enough before Airey--Captain Hook--hoisted a Gryffindor into the air and locked her in the closet? What the kneazle?? o_________O At first she thought she might have been seeing things but even after he moved on there was banging coming from the next side. Oh wow. Discreetly, Lex put his wand under the desk and cast a silent 'Alohomora' to get the door open. This was for your own good Airey, to save you a law suit later--

Not that opening the door would help after he went and tossed Pebbles across the room like that with promises of fairy dust and happy thoughts. All Lex could do at the time was duck and hope it didn't hit anyone she happened to like before looking to Lottie again. "He's lost his bloody mind! He'd get someone killed--or sent to the Healer...which would be about the same." AND SINCE WHEN DID DOT HAVE AN AXE??? WHAT WAS THIS MADNESS??? What was this Lesson???????? From under her table, Lex had to ask the younger girl. "The hell are you doing with an axe? You legit have one??" If so, could she borrow it?

And flying for food? No thaaaanks, she'd just....cautiously take her seat and get back to the ice-cream. It was safe and on the ground.

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Originally Posted by natethegreat

Woah, woah, woah! Hold the phone! Did Hook just lock some poor kid in a closet!?

Aladdin couldn't let this happen.

This couldn't be done, and gotten away with. Aladdin needed to do something about this. Noticing no one else joining him and Pan, and Pan falling back in his chair...laughing...he stepped down from the table. While Hook was "flying" though, he slumped down underneath the desk. This wouldn't be tolerated. Rolling from desk to desk, and bumping into a few people along the way, (Agatha and Grayson) without making to much noise he made his way over to what seemed to be a closet where, the now screaming girl, was locked in. Standing up and looking at the girl who was guarding the door Aladdin told her (Lex) "Step aside." Either way, Aladdin still pushed her to the side. Kneeling back down again, he whispered through the lock hole and Aladdin told her (Puck) "Don't worry, I'll save you."

Keeping his wand in his hand he remembered strange memories of kids doing spells that would open locked objects such as chests or doors. Pointing his wand at the lock he stated "Alohamora." Nothing. No click like there should've been. Trying again he said "Alohamora!" Still nothing. This would be easier if he just had a lockpick. Third times a charm though? Taking a deep breath he said while exhaling "Alohamora!" With that there was a click. The spell must've worked!

Twisting the door knob he slowly opened the door. Sneaking inside, he put his hand over the girl's mouth, and put his index finger over his mouth to make sure she would remain quiet. Then he squatted low to the ground, and motioned for her to do the same. Laying down on his stomach he peered at the bottom corner of the door because in his years on the streets he learned that people didn't pay attention to the highest and lowest corners. They would always pay attention to the middle because that's where they'd expect someone to look around from.

Making sure that Hook wasn't looking he signaled for her to quickly leave the closet and remain hidden. If worse came to worse, he would take her place inside the dark and small room.

Puck was screaming for people to let her out…she heard something like the door unlock but stayed where she was…there was screaming on the other side of the room now? Was she safer inside the cupboard? She wondered for a moment as she backed away from the door…there were noises, clicks. She didn’t know what they were from.

And then the door burst open.

EAR BOY Aladdin was there…and he had his hand over her mouth? WHAT WAS HE THINKING? She didn’t know where his street rat hand had been…not to mention she didn’t really like the fact that she was covering her mouth! SHE NEEDED that to breathe!

She was just about to open her mouth to bite his hand when he moved his hand and lay down on the ground…okay…so now it was come lay on this spider covered earth with me…and crawl into chaos?

And then when the door was open she heard Eden’s voice and grinned…ducking on the ground she crawled toward the door and carefully dashed out…dirt, dust…spider legs…whatever else was in the cupboard was now on her robes…nooooo she was dirty she even had dust in her hair! So she was on her hands and knees she began to crawl as fast as possible out of the opened door…heck she might have knocked Aladdin over in the process. She didn’t care…it was ear boy.

She shook her robes off a bit and crawled her way toward where Eden was standing and tugged gently on the hem of her robes…maybe she’d get her attention and stay quiet. ”wanna run to the headmistress with me?” she whispered just loud enough for Eden to hopefully hear her. But she wasn't going to wait...she just snuck as quietly as ever to her bag and grabbed her wand...in case the Professor saw her. And then made a mad dash toward the door.

She couldn't do it. This was not going to be the day that she would survive a whole astronomy lesson. Penelope was now crying under the table. They were all going to die! Everyone had gone completely mad. Crawling around the edge of the room, the crying Ravenclaw girl made her way to the door. Maybe no one would see her. She needed to get out before she was thrown in the closet, or worse, out the window. As she got closer to the door, Penelope got up and made a mad dash for the door.

It all happened so fast...
One moment he was sitting at his desk stuffing his face with disgusting freeze-dried ice cream and then the next, he was in darkness and smelled putrid, wet, old mops!

He blinked a few times at the voice inside the room with him. Coming into view, he realized it was Puck whispering something about his beautiful face. Dec looked down at his hand, which was frozen in place, and everything caught up at that exact moment.

"THAT BLOKE BIT MY FINGERS!!!!!!!"

He looked around angrily at his surroundings. AND HE HAD THE GULL TO LOCK HIM UP.

WHAT ON EARTH-?!

WHO ON EARTH-?!

WHY ON EARTH-?!

WHEN ON EARTH DID HE CROSS INTO A LOONEY PARALLEL UNIVERSE?!!

This was a bad day to come to class, running on two hours of sleep. The boy pounded on the door along Puck, "LISTEN HERE, AIREY!!! YOUR TEETH MARKS ARE ON MY FINGERS, YOU LOON!!" Bang! Bang! Bang! "THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMO-OHHHHH!!" The door clicked and swung open and fell into what looked like a food warzone. The waste!

Y'know, the storage closet isn't all that bad anymore. He reached up to catch a couple of food items flying by and retreated into the storage closet for safety. He'll deal with Captain Loonballs later.

To say Hady was confused by all this...commotion would be a clear understatement. Had everyone lost their minds! The Professor thought he was Captain Hook and was recruiting them into pirates, others were on chairs and some talking about axes?

This was clear madness! Where was the healer or other Professors? Shifting uncomfortably in her seat she sunk down lower. Some was going to walk in soon and then they'd all be in trouble. Surely the other Professors or someone outside the room heard all of this noise?

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Her point was taken. It might not have been something in the Professor's meal, unless he was in the habit of walking over to random tables and sharing. This, whatever it was, was a different kind of ridiculous and for a moment the Gryffindor simply stared. So much shouting and wand raising and what even? Lex blinked, taking it all in, before, "You don't reckon it's that book again, do you? I don't remember where it got off to but it's capable of independent movement and Hogwarts is full of prying eyes that'll crack anything open once." It was the most likely right now. Lottie said she'd put on a costume and spoke of Maleficent and now the Professor and others were.......THIS.

"This is why we burn books." Okay Lottie? Burning, it was necessary and a lot safer than reading was around this castle. Also, what in Merlin's beard was a SMEE and WHY was Airey yelling it at them....? The Gryffindor watched the Professor approach before yelling something about first mate to her and boat something to her bestie.

Slumping down in her chair more she shifted around when she heard someone mention a book. Turning to see who it was Hady realized it was the Head Girl. She seemed to be herself once more and not acting like a storybook character. Slowly slipping from her seat she made her way over to Alexa's desk and spoke quietly. "Did you say something about a book?" The first year suddenly remembered some of her housemates huddled around a book the other day. Could it be the one Alexa was talking about?

WHAT IN THE NAME OF-

"Get off, you idiot!!!" Agatha scowled and tried to kick the Slytherin boy who was rolling form desk to desk and bumped into her (Gregoire). If they wanted to act like that, then they should do it AWAY from her. And then people were not only acting stupid by flapping their arms around pretending they were flying, but they were also yelling at each other from across the room and trying to get the professor to do whatever they wanted him to do. The ballerina's face was bright red with anger and she tried her best to ignore them all, but it was impossible.

"SHUT UP, ALL OF YOU!!" She exclaimed as she stood up and slammed her hand down on the desk in front of her, shooting glares at pretty much everyone who was near.

To say that Professor Flamsteed was a little crazy seemed like an EXTREME understatement at the moment. Like did this 'Hook' guy realize that they all had brain cells? THANK YOU VERY MUCH. She could so tell he was not a sub, but ugh whatever floated his crooked boat, and hers too because HELLO Peter-pan AKA TINKERBELL, hopefully.So, yes, even though this lesson did seem like an absolutely abnormal one Abbi was listening and only cause TINK, of course.

Nommy nom, nom. The astronaut food was devoured by the youngster, no matter how strange it looked. A few giggles were itching to burst as she listened to this 'Captain', but she was careful to restrain them and the ones that she couldn't, well she kept them as quiet as she could.

PIXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE DUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTT! WHEEEEEEEE!

Abster was smiling from ear to ear cause FAIRY things yoh. FAIRY AND TINK EEP EEEEEEP EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

*cough*

She was totally not acting like a child, like no. AHEM.

"Shoulda brought my wings." She said to nobody in particular and not as loud as she usually would of done so.

Either way it was FLY TIME OH YEAH! As Tinkerbell, or well the dressed up Pebbles, flew about the classroom Abbi began imaging all the good stuff. You know wings, food, more food, Lucas, Donny all of that but uh no flying had happened??? Was she the only one? Apparently not?

UGH. So much for imagination being limitless. Heh no need for anyways with all the madness happening within the class. HEHEHEHE. Ahem more like silent 'hehehehes'.

Eden was freaking out more ugh. She was SCARED for Puck--she was eyeing the incompetent Aladdin, and pulled out her own wand--glancing back at the pirate professor, she was past the point of caring whether he saw her or not.

Literally, he was crazy.

She gasped when suddenly Puck fell out--and she reached down to help her friend up. She nodded instantly, too. "Yes--come on--" she whispered back, and without another LOOK in professor pirate's WAY--she followed Puck towards the door.

Seriously. People had bad things to say about Durmstrang?! WHEN HOGWARTS WAS THIS CRAZY?! NONE OF HER PROFESSORS AHD EVER LOCKED HER IN A CLOSET BEFORE. Not even for skipping class for a MONTH. Eden was APPALLED, okay? He should be ARRESTED for STUDENT ABUSE!

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Gabriel........was full on trembling now from all the shouting...and rock throwing. Through all the chaos, he couldn't even tell what they were supposed to be doing? The professor was dedicated to this HOOK persona...but he could perhaps...be a bit...more clear...about the task...?

.....and people were getting locked up.............in a closet....

O.O

Confined spaces. He could NOT deal with this.

"S-sir....I mean....um, Captain." Gabe's eyes were WIDE and a bit glassy looking..........He needed to breathe. He needed out of this classroom...for a few moments. ".......May I........erm, be....excused....?"

....before the people discussing war did ACTUALLY go to war...

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Originally Posted by Hera

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"Could I be New Smee's assistant? Like a... mini Smee?" Cause, that'd be all sorts of cool. He'd be IN with the pirates, but then he wouldn't have to replace Lex. It'd be all sorts of fun!

He furrowed his brow and wiggled his mustache with his fingers. "I suppose if that is what you want. You'll need to ask New Smee's permission. All in good form you see."

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Originally Posted by Sararara

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"Um, Profes-I mean Captain, I think you hurt Tinkerbell" Snoooort.
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"Nonsense. Fairies do not get hurt," he scoffed while giving her a dismissive wave with his hook.

SPOILER!!: Toby & Sophie!

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Originally Posted by Felixir

In an uncharacteristic gesture of defiance, Toby sat there and crossed his arms and set his jaw. This wasn't just Flamsteed dressing up. He wouldn't LOCK STUDENTS in a CUPBOARD. Or dribble space food unattractively into his beard. No way, this was whatever bizarre magic had happened to make Lex go all weird recently, and apparently other kids too.

As for TRUSTING him... that... was difficult to answer. Toby trusted everyone until he was proved that he couldn't, and maybe it was just because he was kind of irritable on an empty stomach, but he REALLY didn't trust this guy. He was acting kind of... frightening. BUT he'd SAID to tell the truth...

"I don't think I do," the Hufflepuff replied matter-of-factly, though he eyed that hook with something a little closer to unease. But it was fine. He'd be fine. "I trust Professor Flamsteed, but I'm not sure I trust............ you." ... HE'D not said anything about POISON either. Had just figured the food was enchanted, or maybe spiked with a potion. Other kids all around him had eaten the ice cream, and nothing had happened to them yet. But in his first year the effects of the ice cream hadn't been immediate, SO that totally wasn't proof that he was okay. "And I definitely don't trust the ice cream"

No. The only way Toby was going to go prancing around the school as Prince Charming in a frilly shirt and tights would be on HIS say so.

"Aren't you sentencing those you were told to educate... to walk the plank?" ... "Bad form, sir!" Would... would playing along help?

This was completely mental. All the information of the class was simply not going into Toby's head, because of the incredibly HUGE distraction in the form of THE ENTIRE LESSON. He had no chance here, and figured... maybe he'd have to consult the textbook for the rest of the lesson. And... poor PEBBLES. WHAT.

Toby waited until he was PRETTY SURE Hooksteed was distracted by some other crazy part of the classroom, and discreetly retrieved his wand from his bag under the pretense of retrieving a quill he'd 'knocked off' the table.

"Accio Pebbles," Toby cast, still ducked down and HIDDEN, and waited for the pet rock to to zoom into his hand. Once he caught the poor rock, who'd hopefully not drawn any attention (they were supposedly in 'zero gravity' after all), he pushed her into his schoolbag, wound the strap around his leg for safekeeping, and straightened in his seat again.

Then he looked at Soph, wondering what they should do now. Play along and 'float' to the food and see how the lesson would play out? Get Pebbles to safety? Walk the plank? Start a mutiny?

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Originally Posted by feeheeheeny

Text Cut: Hook & Tobes

...Captain Hook was APOLOGIZING to her? And REVOKING her failing grade? Soph did her best to prevent the laughter from bubbling out and kept a straight face - had she really just smooth-talked the villain of one of her favorite stories? THAT felt like the highest of honors. But then he was being not-so-pleasant with Tobes, and even though she wanted to be amused that SHE had gotten off the hook (har, har) and he was still sentenced to walk the plank... well, that just wouldn't do, would it?

Tobes was handling himself very well - well, up until he threw the whole "Bad form!" thing back at Hook!Flamsteed, which made her nervous that it would set the man off, and since he was surveying his hook so menacingly, she HAD to interject there. "Also, Captain, this is actually my first mate, much like your Smee, see? He's a thumpin' good one, at that. Just as you'd never dream of being without your Smee - he's rather irreplaceable, isn't he? - I'd like to keep mine, Captain, and I think it would be in good form to revoke his grade and not make him walk the plank. What would you say to another Captain trying to make YOUR Smee walk the plank? You'd make HIM walk the plank! So instead of making a mess of things here, why don't we..." she leaned forward slightly on the table, a mastered angelic-yet-threatening smile formed across her lips, "just forget all about this? In good form?"

Well? Seemed like it was worth a shot. Aside from her lack of captainy clothing, she thought she COULD be a convincing captain with the way she carried herself and spoke. Hehe.

Soph kept a keen eye on Tobes, though, making sure he was okay and no harm was going to come to him, and tore her gaze away when she saw what he was doing so she wouldn't draw attention to it. Saving Pebbles. Of course he was. She remained that way, trying to seem interested in the other goings-on of the class - she still wasn't processing a single bit of information Hook!Flamsteed was reading to them - and finally met Toby's gaze when he was finished. She gave him the smallest of shrugs - she didn't really want to go get the food. But... she also didn't want to LEAVE either. It was a good show so far, really. Frankly, she was content to stay where she was, but... she figured the Captain would take that as disobeying his orders.

Hm. Calculating... "I'm gonna go at least grab something to blend in," she breathed, her words hardly loud enough for Tobes to hear. They didn't have to eat anything, right? So, in good form, Soph crossed the room to pick up a single carrot, pretended to take a bite of it - chewing the non-existent food in her mouth and breaking off the end of the carrot when Hook wasn't looking, just to be safe and all - and wiggled her body as she went back to her seat, arms aloof and imagining she was floating.

See? She could play his games. Even though the man was a nutter right now.

He sneered some more at the boy as he spoke, and while his words were admirable...the Captain couldn't help but feel that unpleasant tinge of sadness that he tried his best to ignore. "Your honestly, while unpleasant, is appreciated," he nodded towards the young man. "But who is this Flame Stead I keep hearing about? Are you too a member of the Piccaninny Tribe? Same as that woman with the strange accent who acted far too friendly with me?" She had TOUCHED Captain JAS Hook without permission!

Bad form punishing those who were not showing the proper respect and moral behavior in the learning environment he had established? What a silly notion.

"And it is not also poor form to not trust your captain and to instead put your trust in some savage?" he tsked the boy before his eyes pierced the presence of the young lady.

SHE WAS WHAT?!

"You are the captain of another pirate vessel?!" he shrieked as he thrust his hook in her direction. Since when had Lost Boys and Lost Girls had the ability to have their own vessel?! WHAT WAS THIS MADNESS!? "My Smee, as you call him, is gone and replaced. Everyone is replaceable and to think otherwise is unwise."

Yes, even her "precious" first mate was replaceable. Was this one deaf as well? Had she not heard NEW Smee and AND ENTIRE NEW CREW?! Everyone was replaceable.

"You know what is not replaceable, hmmm? MY HAND! THIS HAND THAT WAS CUT OFF AND FED TO A CROCODILE BY THAT COCKY PIXIE DUST COVERED BRAT!"

And then he pointed to HIM. To Peter Pan.

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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

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"OI CAP' LIAR, YOU SAID WE COULD FLY!"

BAD FORM! BAD FORM INDEED!

"Captain JAS Hook is many things, but a liar is not one of them," he barked at the boy. "And YOU are mistaken, child. You ARE flying!"

Blind and deaf. These Lost Children were HOPELESS.

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

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"Excuse me, your captainness, but where's my axe?" she tried to get the question out around his spitting and yelling, but it wasn't quite clear if she'd been heard while the man was busy throwing rocks at people. ROCKS WITH WINGS. He was definitely at least 75% wolf, and that was without a doubt. Good thing she'd have an axe coming soon.

"That's not a fairy, sir. That's breakfast." Red slipped out of her seat and made her way up to eye the food they were allowed to share. One food item. Got it. She was hoping to trick the wolf into eating rocks, since she was pretty sure that was the way it was supposed to go, although the how and why of it was a bit fuzzy. In the meantime... oh, MY MY MY. "What very big apples you've got," the girl muttered, and she casually dumped the entire fruit bowl into her basket.

AND A COOKIE. Just what the grandma ordered.

He quite liked the look of this one, and she was polite while also persistent. She would make a FINE pirate.

"I do not have one here, but had I known I would be needing one I surely would have brought it with me," he apologized with a small bow. "I am a man of my word and you shall receive what you ask."

He then STARED at the girl.

SHE ATE FAIRIES?!

THAT WAS...WOW. That was something. He did not know a pirate alive that was capable of such a thing. Yes, she truly was an outstanding addition to his crew.

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Originally Posted by Lottiepot

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She wasn’t going to play along with these ‘pixie dust rock tinkerbell’ either or whatever he had called it. “I think its cute that you’re gettin’ enthusiastic over this fairytale idea Sir but we ain’t five.”
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Cute? CUTE? Captain JAS Hook was NOT cute.

Although he had to admit that he was briefly flattered to be considered as such and may have bat his eyelashes at the Lost Girl.

"Of course you are not. I can see right now that you are capable of growing up. There is only one among us that does not. THAT PETER PAN!"

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Originally Posted by Harry174

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"Professor, if I wanted to make a fool of myself I would go on total wipe-out because that is what would happen if I attempt to fly." Angel just looked at her boyfriend... was he sure about this mutiny thing because she really wanted to give it a try because this was not Professor Flamsteed.
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He sneered at this one and decided once and for all he did not wish to recruit her to his crew. Too much of a soft heart.

"If you wish to make a fool of yourself...then by all means do so," he said as he stepped to the side.

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Originally Posted by Meizzner

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"SO YOU HAD TINK AND NOT WENDY"

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He just cackled at the boy's expense. The boy who had BLINDLY walked by his caged fairy and made no attempt to save her until now. Hardly a TRUE companion, eh ... Peter Pan?

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

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"PROFESSOR YOU LET HER OUT RIGHT NOW!" She stomped her foot and glared in his direction. "She could DIE in there--" she said. WHY WASN'T EVERYONE PANICKING? Like--what was going through all of their HEADS? And then--THE ROCK WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TINKERBELL?! Eden was done. "I am SO going to the headmistress after this--if this is how Hogwarts conducts itself--THAT ISN'T EVEN A REAL FAIRY!" she yelled at him...very angry.

But her friend...was locked in a closet. And there might be icky spiders in there, okay?

Well SOMEONE was being dramatic.

"She will not DIE from the boo box. There have not even been any scorpions released in it yet," he scoffed, doing another dismissive wave with his hook. Children. He HATED children.

He smirked at what she said next. About fairies. Surely that had just killed another one of them. MWAHAHA!

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

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"Professor, if we really wanted to fly couldn't we just use broomsticks?" Except Zander wasn't any good at those. So nevermind. We'll pass on that, Professor or Captain or whatever the heck you are.

Broomsticks? BROOMSTICKS?

"Are you daft, boy? That is the most absurd thing I have ever heard!"

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Originally Posted by Awarlesta Black

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This was a bad day to come to class, running on two hours of sleep. The boy pounded on the door along Puck, "LISTEN HERE, AIREY!!! YOUR TEETH MARKS ARE ON MY FINGERS, YOU LOON!!" Bang! Bang! Bang! "THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMO-OHHHHH!!" The door clicked and swung open and fell into what looked like a food warzone. The waste!

Y'know, the storage closet isn't all that bad anymore. He reached up to catch a couple of food items flying by and retreated into the storage closet for safety. He'll deal with Captain Loonballs later.

"No, MY teeth marks are on your fingers," he sneered. Daft child, could not even get his name right after it had been said enough times that even Garrick the Malformed would have learned the distinction by now.

STUPID CHILDREN EVERYWHERE!

But then the boy must have realized his stupidity and shut himself back in the boo box. Good. Maybe he did have some smarts about him.

SPOILER!!: Ian & Zeke! :|

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Originally Posted by Edward Penguin

Ian watched with shocked confusion as the professor physically handled a student and threw them in a closet and then directed that the head girl guard her. This was unacceptable and NO ONE was doing anything. Was everyone in this school daft? Why was everyone calmly accepting that the professor was off his bloody rocker? Ian was about to say something when the professor tossed a rock in a cage over their heads. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! he cried out as it flew over his head and crashed against the blackboard. Ian stood and cried out WHAT ARE YOU DOING PROFESSOR? IS NO ONE GOING TO STOP HIM? HE'S GOING TO HURT ONE OF US AND I'LL NOT BE THE ONE HURT! Ian was shocked that no one with a badge was standing up for them. He certainly wasn't going to try and fly or whatever this crazy teacher wanted. He sat there, his satchel in front of him like a shield.

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Originally Posted by Hera

This lesson was SUPER entertaining, and there was food. So there were NO complaints from this little Gryffindor. No. He just sat, floating on his stool, casually munching his floating apple until he reached the core. Eeewww... core.



Of course, it was clear that some others weren't enjoying the lesson as much, but instead of hearing words all he heard was MOAN MOAN MOAN MOAN SISSY. Yep. And that's when he got an idea.

"I'LL TAKE CARE OF THIS ONE, CAPTAIN!" He called over, standing on the rungs of his stool so that he was TALLER.

HAHAHA!!!!

"DON'T LIKE IT? THEN GET OUT..." or like, hide under a desk or something. "This is the Captain's quarters! Not yours!"

And with that, he fired a warning shot at the boy, ditching his apple core at the boys make-shift shield, aka satchel bag.

Ahem.

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Originally Posted by Edward Penguin

Ian was busy peeking here and there, making sure no other projectiles were on the way when that Zeke kid said something about taking care of this one. And then the boy was loudly telling him that if he didn't like it he could get out. That was rather rude and sort of crazy. Ian looked at the boy and then called out. HE'S NOT A CAPTAIN! HE'S THE SAME PROFESSOR THAT'S BEEN TEACHING US ASTRONOMY ALL TERM. Today, maybe not so much teaching. It appears he's had a mental break and he thinks he's a fictional pirate captain and you're just following.....................GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHH Ian finished the last part as an apple core made it's way to his head....bouncing off the satchel and landing at his feet. Ian's face screwed up and he picked up his strawberry ice cream pouch and tossed it at Zeke. I don't think I've done anything to cause you to toss partially eaten fruit bits! I think you need to cool off some. Ian reached down and picked up another ice cream pouch, opened the tube top and squeezed it in the general direction of the boy.

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Originally Posted by Hera

Was this dude serious? NOT A CAPTAIN? ... sure looked like a Captain to him, sounded like one too. And so what if Airey was a little off his rocker? It was all FUN.. which was more than what could be said for some of the other lessons he'd sat through. "If you don't like it... then why are you still HERE?" Go run along and hide under your bed Pufferrr.

But oohhh....

What was this?!

Zeke watched as the boy tossed him a pack thing, an ice cream pack thing. And even though it hit him on the arm, he accepted it HAPPILY. Cause... MORE FOOD!!! "Thanks maaan!" he beamed. Hehehehe. Zeke didn't waste any time in opening and consuming the good, stuffing his face was one of his many talents. But then....

WHAAAATTTT?!

MORE food was coming AT him! HAHAHAHAHA!!! Though sadly most of it his the floor, and this WAS sad because it was socially unacceptable to eat from such a surface. Five second rules didn't count here did they?

Food fight? Was this actually going to happen?

"CAPTAIN!!! PERMISSION TO ENGAGE IN WAR?!" War? Did pirates SAY war? Or was there another word for it? He had LOOOOTSSS to learn about this pirate business.

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Originally Posted by Edward Penguin

Ian was incredulous as this boy asked why he was still here. I'm still here because we haven't been dismissed yet. I don't know if the professor is crazy or just acting, but I don't have good enough grades to be taking chances. Annnnnd....I don't care WHAT he looks like. He still looks like the professor except for the cheap costume shop wax job and costume. That hook on the other hand, dangerous thing there. Why was Ian responding to an absurd request for information from a student. A goofball student at that.

The boy thanked him for the ice cream. Obviously Ian hadn't tossed the ice cream with enough vigor. The boy just took it. And then he looked upset that he was spraying food on the floor. Then......Permission to wage war? This isn't a warzone....it's a classroom, though I'm not sure how much class is being displayed and are you happy he's locked one of us in the closet? WHat if he decides to lock us ALL up? What then mr I wanna be a pirate. Ian had been making his way to the piled up food things. He grabbed for the first thing he could and picked up a butt roast and tossed it in the general direction of the boy.

Completely unaware of the fact that some of the Lost Children had escaped his grasp, quite unlike the Captain to not be aware of what was going on around him, but there was a very good reason for this.

His possible back up back up for Smee - he would call him the Very New Smee should the need arise - had made a very curious statement. He glanced down at the parchment again and tried to gauge how much more he had to try and teach these pests...and found that the handwriting of the gentleman who had left the instructions was far too poor to decipher anything other than a few more things.

"WAR IT IS!" he declared, his hook pointing towards the fruit and vegetables. "But there are rules of engagement that must be followed...and it says here that by pointing your wand at a piece of food and saying Fracesco, that it will turn into a purée form that you are to...oh, well, there it no need to do this latter part. Sticking the food into the provided toothpaste tubes." Another dismissive wave with the hook.

"RULES OF ENGAGEMENT ARE AS FOLLOWS! Use your wand...whatever that is...and change a food item into a purée by saying Francesco. Then THROW that at your target." Captain JAS Hook was not afraid to get a little dirty and he KNEW that his crew would win. Although he probably should take some side. He quickly glanced around at his new recruits and noticed a trend around the majority of them. It was a bit too generic for his tastes, but it would have to do. "Those adorned in red and blue, you're with me. Green and yellow, you can be with that good for nothing PETER PAN!"

He then sacrificed good form temporarily and jumped up on a nearby desk, kicking over one of the strange looking devices resting upon it to make space for him and his dashing boots. He then withdrew from his pocket a flag that he had found tucked away in a drawer in what he assumed was his private quarters. Quite odd that such a pirate essential was among socks and odd looking braies. He waved it proudly above his head and then looked down at the boy who was a disgrace to the pirate name - and he was one for the time being considering the blue to his clothing.

"No," he said coldly as he waved his flag more violently.

"IT'S TIME TO HOIST THE COLORS! LET THERE BE WAR!"

OOC: so...er..."activity time" XD

This is exactly what it looks like - and all out food fight. You need at least 4 posts to receive full credit. In your posts please include:

• your character selecting a piece of food
• turning it into a purée (wand movement: simple point incantation: Francesco)
• throwing the purée at someone.
  This is most likely with your character's hand unless then are grossed out and prefer to keep their hands clean and instead want to banish it towards someone else with Depulso or another spell

It might be a good idea to title your post with your target's name to make sure that your post is not overlooked by others

Professor Hooksteed (hehe, I like that) arbitrarily divided the class into Gryffindor/Ravenclaw vs Slytherin/Hufflepuff

This "activity" will be open for at least 24 hours depending on everyone's activity. So let loose and have fun and ... er ... bask in all the chaos?

Ian listened to the bellowing Proptain and heard him declare war and divide the class. Ian tried very hard not to laugh at the professor as he waved a pair of boxer shorts bearing the skull and crossbones. Well then, Ian certainly would take part. He watched as his roast fell harmlessly to the floor beyond Zeke.

Ian looked around and found another item that looked like it would be nice and messy as a puree. He grabbed a pineapple laying about and placed it on the table. Francesco! he cried out as he pointed his wand at it. IF THERE BE WAR, LET THERE BE VICTORY! Come on Slytherpuffs! Let us do battle against the Professor and his team This class had turned quite epic. Who knew they would get to have a foodfight in the astronomy lab.

Ian grabbed a handful of his pineapple puree and heaved it directly at Zekesmee and watched, hoping for a direct hit, right in the chest of the boy.

None of this made sense.

Even less sense than it had when she'd seen the Professor at the beginning of the class.

So much for keeping her head on straight this time and staying calm. The classroom was just getting louder ... and louder and louder. It was ridiculous. Clara shot wide eyes at Toby and Sophie, then at Eden and Puck (who'd been shut in a CLOSET, of all things) and then to Professor ... Captain ... and Peter Pan? This was madness and she wasn't sure she could cope with it any more. She couldn't even focus on her sketches any longer, the noise was crushing her making it impossible to concentrate.

So ... she did what she typically did when she needed quiet and calm ... she searched for Gabe. Automatically. Without giving it a second thought. Avoiding any and ALL flying food. Hopefully he could make sense of it ... give her support ... or even give her that push to leave the classroom. It didn't take long in her hypersensitive state to spot him and she moved over to him immediately, perching on a free desk next to him. "Pssst. Gabe." She hoped he wouldn't blow her off or anything like that, that wouldn't help her at all and he KNEW that. "What's going on?" She half-whispered above the noise.

Whatever it was, she hated it.

LET LOOSE AND THROW FOOD? He DID realize he was fulfilling one of her dreams here, right? Like a major one? Because yes. It was completely normal to want to dump cereal on your sisters head every morning at breakfast, right? Was that? Whatever. Food throwing earned a yes in her book. Maybe this Hook thing wouldn't be so bad after all. Especially if he let them fight with food and throw stuff at each other. Then again, he DID kind of lock a student in a cage and people were already running out of the room. What was the big deal anyway? It was just a little food. Food washed off, and if you didn't mind the puree thing, it made for a good snack. See, you just had to look at all of this CREATIVELY! Not in a terrified way. Basically speaking, she was joining this food fight. And Ophelia would dominate. Sorry, not sorry.

And also speaking, the child had a duty. An important one too. A duty to protect other students with all five feet of her feisty self. Because all out war had erupted, and she was going to be a soldier for.... Hook? Okay, she was on his side apparently. That was ..... something. Whatever, being on the side of the teacher meant that she could hide behind his desk and grab things at her leisure. Being a soldier seemed like a pretty good deal, as long as it was just a food fight. Her grandfather was in an actual war and he HATED talking about it, so being in an actual war wasn't her thing, obviously. The whole being sad all of the time thjng was NOT for her. Ophelia was just a normally happy person. Anyway, food war. She knew food, and the youngest Clarke child fought with her siblings all of the time. So that was nothing new. This would be right up her alley. mwahahaha! Evil laughing was really fun!

Coming up with a plan, the first year tied her blonde hair back in a loose ponytail and pushed the pieces of hair that decided to stay in her face behind her ear. The next step was impulsively done; and quicker than you could yell "Faith, trust, and pixie dust" the girl began running for Hook's desk. This would be her barricade for the time being. Thank you and you're welcome. A barricade WAS the hallmark of a war; if that musical she watched meant anything. And based on her tears, it did. Yes, she was having a lot of fun here. It was like being a young child again, where you could throw things and nobody cared! But anyway, food. Food was an important part of this complete war.

Ducking behind Hook's desk, she grabbed some meat and felt it in her hand. EWWW it was soooo squishy! Cold meat was disgusting. And the puree of that was going to make her puke. Okay, next thing. Reaching up again without looking, the brown eyed girl squeezed it before allowing herself to look at it. Good. Tomato. That was the perfect puree food to throw at someone.

Oooh a war!

Aladdin liked that! Aladdin liked that very much! And he already knew who his target was, and no doubt someone else would be joining him against that target *cough* Pan *cough*. Since his target would be HOOK, Aladdin knew that Pan would also be throwing his food at Hook Since they seemed to be enemies that knew each other from some where. Who knows where.

There was a major problem though...the food was by Hook...and he was against Hook, and therefore would be a target if he went out in the open like that. Finding two random unattended desks, he quickly and nimbly cartwheeled into a front flip into a barrel roll behind the two. Yes. It was extremely awesome and jaw dropping. Quickly getting back to his feet, Aladdin flipped the two desks over making a little fort over, and he pushed them together. Adding the chairs on the side for extra reinforcement memories started to flood his mind of a spell to get the food item he needed without having to walk out there.

Pointing his wand over the newly flipped desk he exclaimed "Accio Apple!" Slowly, but surely the apple gently floated over to Aladdin's hand, and gingerly placed itself in his palm. Turning to Pan he told him "Pan! Get some more desks to reinforce this small fort! We have to take down Hook!" Hopefully that got Pan's attention over all the loud noise and racket going on inside the room.

Rumple couldn't believe that he was suddenly in the middle of a full out war with Captain Hook. This wasn't fair! This was HIS castle to infiltrate - not Hook's! There was already a villain here, he didn't need any competition...but how would he be able to get rid of Hook and take back the castl...

Blink.

Blink.

Blink.

Caleb felt like he had just woken up from a long nap...and people were throwing food at each other. WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLINS BEARD WAS GOING ON?!

Completely confused and slightly scared for his life, he crawled under his desk and looked around, taking in the scene around him. He was in the Astronomy tower, that was for sure - but why was Flamsteed dressed as a pirate? Merlin knew what was going on with that man - Caleb couldn't keep up with the crazy half the time. Still, that didn't explain the food fighting - or what any of that had to do with Astronomy.

He just continued to hide under the table. It was safe here...

So they went from learning about space history to trying to fly with the help of a pixie?! He had instinctively ducked when the thing was thrown, the sound and destruction of the board made it clear that it wasn't a pixie but a rock. Professor Flamsteed's pet rock if he wasn't mistaken. So Benny certainly wasn't going to try to fly. He prefered broom flight anyway and his broom wasn't available at the moment so he settled for remaining seated. And he wasn't the only one as Angel's words from beside him classified her as rebel like him.

Ben turned towards her at her whisper, frowning as she spoke about being afraid. Her tone meant it was genuine. "It'll be okay," he tried to assure her as he reached for her hand, giving it a quick squeeze like he had in herbology, "Just stick by me." He'd do his best to protect her from anything she might be scared of. Which when Professor Hook spoke again seemed like it was going to be flying food from the food fight that the man had just instigated.

The Gryffindor had to bite back groan at the idea as well as the fact that Adi was once more on the side against them. Hopefully his bestie would chose to be a little more kind to his three lion friends. He wasn't about to participate at first but Ian's voice caught his attention. Maybe this was his chance to get the Hufflepuff back for the feast.

So he grabbed the nearest piece of food he could get, a piece of fruit that had fallen onto the floor and rolled. He paused trying to focus on the incantation that had quickly been shown in passing. "Francesco!" he cast, frowning as it worked and made a mess on his free hand and moving to deal with it quickly to clean himself off.

One...two...three....the fruit puree was thrown straight at Ian.

Food fight? Cool! Sort of. Because they were going to have some fun but at the same time wasting the food when they could be EATING it. Hmph. Adi grabbed some more apples and sat calmly in his seat while he munched on another one. This was one heck of a crazy class and it was too bad Gryffindor and Hufflepuff were on different sides. Ah well.

Adi eyed the students, looking for a Lion or Eagle target. Too bad the person he really wanted to heap food on was on the same team. But who says he couldn't "lapse" a little in his aim? Maybe he just might...

But in the mean time, he had found a victim. An older Claw girl (CLARA). The fourth year grabbed one of the tables off his desk. "Francesco!'' Point! Oh looky! Squishy mush in his hand. He took aim of the girl and let the mush fly.

At that moment, Adi happened to glance over at Benny. He was just in time to see his friend taking aim. His eyes trailed to see who that target was and when he saw who it was, he smirked. Benny had read his mind.

Had David said this was the greatest lesson ever yet?

Because it was.

Flamsteed was a cool bloke and all, but Hooksteed was even better. Could he stick around for the rest of term? Easiest Astronomy grade ever.

...Though it might not help his OWLs. Hm. Conflict of interest now...

Only for a brief couple seconds though. Because FOOD. FIGHT.

HECK YEAH.

He was a "pirate" now anywhere, so being on Hooksteed's team was cool with him. Snatching up some of the food, he pointed his wand at one piece and cast, "Francesco!" (which seemed like a weird spell name to him because wasn't that also a name?)

But anyway, mushy food in his hand now, and his eyes found a random Hufflepuff target. He threw the food at them then ducked behind a desk, waiting to see if it hit and also to look for his next target.

First off, he doesn’t get Astronomy at all from the get-go, and secondly…what exactly is going on? Ethan was not aware that he had left his seat and was now against the wall with his bag, taking notes about the day’s lesson, as well as the event that was continuously unfolding. Flamsteed has gone full-blast nutso that day, and he did prove himself to be dangerous, ergo, stay away from him at all cost.

And…WAR?! Right after locking two students inside a cabinet? And why was the professor having a dispute with a first year? Peter Pan? Wendy? MERLIN. Where is Simon when you need him?!

Quickly stuffing away his note-taking implements, Ethan brandished his wand and pointed at the food stand to retrieve a piece of meat. “Accio meat!” Zwoop. Uh…gross? What’s even grosser is that they have to make the food into puree form. “Francesco!” he momentarily felt sorry for any boy whose name’s Francesco. They will never hear the end of it.

Right. Target. “Gryffindor or Ravenclaw, take your pick.” He thought to himself as the pureed meat was dripping from his free hand. He aimed at one of the Ravenclaws and BOOM.

Miss.

He was already flying? Kevin looked down, saw that he was still on his chair and rolled his eyes. Flailsteed or whoever he was now because he wasn't the Professor right now, was a big fat LIAR.

Buuuut...he didn't care about this anymore because the mention of a food fight made everything better. Because FOOD FIGHT! Officially the best lesson EVAH!

Grabbing his wand, he ran towards the table with food, used his robe to carry some and then ran back to a random desk.

He hid under it because he didn't want to be in a cross food fight fire and placed the food down. Pointing his wand at the food, he said "Francesco.." he said and watched as the food turned to puree.

Grabbing a handful, he jumped up from behind the desk and threw it in multiple directions , not caring if he hit his own team mates or not.

WAAAAAAAAAAAR!

Ian was standing there, preparing to take another shot at an 'enemy'. He thought he was good with Zeke, but he wanted to keep a wary eye on the Mini-SMEE. Fatal error in strategic judgment as that meant he had left his flanks unguarded. Ian reached down to grab another sticky, gooey pile of pineapple puree when he was struck squarely on the side of the his shoulder *SPLAT* and he felt the splash of stickiness on his neck and it began to slip down his skin under his robe. EEEEwwwwwwwwwww was all he could think until he turned to see the assailant.

Ian was staring at Benny, and Ian couldn't tell if benny was pleased he'd hit him or not, but this was too fun not to throw something back. Ian began to giggle with glee as he thrust his hand in the new direction, flinging a yellow mass of gelatinous pineapple in the direction of the gryffie.

Really. Grayson was ALL up for Gregoire --funky acting Gregoire, mind you -- going around and being heroic or whatever but could he mind not bumping into him? Thanks. He could bump into Agatha aaaaaaaaaaaaaaall he wanted, though. Maybe even shove HER off of the plank while he was at it. Grayson had no complaints. Certainly not when the girl blew up like that. Lulz.

...................

FOOD FIGHT!

FREAKING YES! THAT was more like it!

Getting up from his seat, Grayson snatched up the ugliest piece of vegetable he could reach for and took out his wand. "Francesco!" Simple pointing and with every intent to take part in a food fight meant that he didn't have as much trouble with this spell as he thought he would. The mushy purée in his hands? Dude didn't care about that. Not when he could THROW the bad boy towards an unsuspecting victim.

Cue evil laughter here.

His eyes scanned the surrounding area before locking in on an area that didn't have any snakes. Because snakes came first, obviously. Puffers came next because they were on the same team or whatever. And as much as he liked the Gryffindors, even with their over brace tendencies, they were now at war so...............

................. THROW! Right over towards that group of lions and eagles over THERE.

What, what, WHAT??? They were having a flipping food fight. Awesome. Too bad she had to waste time casting a spell to make the food turn into puree. She figured throwing an apple at a certain someone's head would be waaaay more beneficial. Whatevs, it was still a food fight and she would take it. "FOOOOOOD FIIIIGHT!" Who was peter pan? AJ looked around to see if anybody else looked confused. It really didn't matter because she was with her head of house, or whoever he was today.

No need to practice the spell, she would just wing it. So what if the apple didn't get all the way pureed? Getting whacked in the face by apple chunks were no big deal.

No need to question who her first target would be. For once AJ was glad that Hufflepuff wasn't on the same team as them because that meant that Ian was fair game. Were coming for you, Tinker. Hope that kiss was worth nonstop food in the face.

"Francesco!" Her apple still looked the same. C'mon, now was not the time. She had food to fling. "Francesco." Applesauce... well, practically. This was going to be FUN! AJ grabbed a fist full and walked over to where the puffer was at. She got close enough to touch him, and gave him a dirty look. "This is for being a git."Her hand cocked back and the puree went flying straight at Ian. Take that!

Woaahh did the professor just say a food fight!? A FOOD FIGHT!? That is just bloody cool! He was excited. He heard the professor teach them the charm it was "Francesco!" He heard Grayson and Ethan use it. He grinned and this class was gonna be fun. This was a dream he had since he was in regular school. He practiced it and said, "Francesco......Francesco....Francesco.....Frances co!" Okay he was ready to aim at a lion or claw. He got his wand out and decided to aim.

READY.....AIM.....FIRE!!!

He got his wand out and called out, "Francesco!" and then his food flung over and aimed at either a claw or a lion. Let's see how he hit!

Ian had taken to compiling a group of items that could be transformed into soft projectiles. He had grabbed a banana (which wouldn't hurt if you threw it whole would it?), another pineapple, a ham (who wanted to have deviled ham tossed at you?) and a few oranges (What exactly was orange puree like). Fully armed, Ian grabbed one of the oranges and pureed it with the francesco spell. He now had a hand full of orange pulp and juice. It was kind of gross, but there were gryffinclaws that needed to be pureed. Ian wanted to win and defeat Hooksteed. He stood and prepared to take aim with his next target. When he turned to acquire same target, he came FACE TO FACE with an angry female gryffindor. He hadn't expected close quarters combat but he was determined to hold his fire. He deserved to get a face full of pureed whatever it was. He stood there and dropped his hands as he felt the apple sauce hit him square in the face. Apple sauce went in his nose, covered his eyes and dripped down off of his chin onto his hufflepuff robes. There would be NO retaliation and if Adi felt like he needed to do it too, Ian would be there to take it. He was tired of not having his friends around. He was tired of having snippets of conversations here and there because he missed these people. He'd seen them of course, but they hadn't spoken since the opening feast. If they still didn't want to talk, Ian understood, but he surely wasn't going to retaliate (well, Benny was a fun throw, cause food fights were fun), but AJ would not receive a return shot. Ian felt the orange juice and pulp dripping off his hand onto the floor at his feet...and stood there.

... Right.

There seemed to be no point in insisting to 'Hook' that HE was Airey, because... well... he was obviously too far gone. But...

"Airey's not a savage." Like literally the FURTHEST thing from it, Mister Pirate Dude.

But oh. Ouch. OUCH. Everyone is replaceable? That... ouch.

And... Toby's head HURT. He was having real trouble getting his head around what was happening here, and rubbed at the side of his head as though that might help him kickstart the braincells that might help him understand. He frowned in confusion, looking between Hook, Soph and now the boy who'd apparently taken Hook's hand and fed it to a crocodile.

Uhhh... Toby sure hoped that last part wasn't true.

Wait. WhAT. FOOD FIGHT?????

Those kids were throwing FOOD and AIREY was making it a full blown WAR. Toby didn't hang around long enough for the food to start flying properly though. He ducked down beneath his desk and sort of............... stared out at the madness, feeling awful for the poor house elves that would no doubt be cleaning up the laboratory later. Green and yellow against red and blue... right... Hopefully Soph would stick with him, though, because he had another idea.

"We need to get Hook in the 'boo box'," he muttered, partly to himself and partly to anyone who was close by enough to hear him.

Except, he still had the bunch of grapes in his hand. Toby sort of looked at them for a moment, then up into the midst of the classroom at Hook, then back at the grapes. Yes.

"Francesco," he muttered, pointing his wand at the grapes which very quickly became MUSH in his hand. "Ugghhhhh." THAT was disgusting, and very much in danger of DRIPPING on his ROBES. "Depulso!"

He flicked his wand and send the grape mush flying away from his position under the desk and straight at Hook. Without waiting to see if it hit the target, Toby pointed his wand at his hand again.

"Scourgify!"

Clean again, thank Merlin.

Okay then... so... Toby now looked around, trying to work out what to do. How do they get everyone together? How do they start a mutiny? The Hufflepuff eyed his schoolbag. He had the means to write notes to people; shouldn't be too hard to send paper airplanes out to people, right?