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45. Tarantallegra
Fred and George were laughing uncontrollably. Professor Snape was still dancing like crazy and he still didn’t know where the spell had come from. Then he seemed to catch on because he glared at the twins, who were now rolling on the floor.
“You two! To Professor Dumbledore’s office now!”
The twins knew that this really wasn’t a punishment. Dumbledore got too much amusement out of their jokes.
Fred and George sat across from Dumbledore. The old man had a slight smile on his face and the twins wondered how he could be in a good mood when he was seeing them in his office yet again.
“Boys, we all know why you’re here. You two should know by now not to use magic on a teacher. We are still trying to get Professor Snape to stop dancing.”
The twins shared a smirk. They didn’t think that their jinx was that strong.
“Seeing as I can’t not think of any interesting punishments at the moment, lines will do. You will write ‘I will not use Tarantallegra on any professors’ 300 times. Now off to your common room.”
The twins smirked at one another. Dumbledore was such a push over sometimes.
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