Caroline walked out into the corridor. No wand plus Rabid cats equals bad news. She looked around as the others They looked about as confused and unsure of how to catch these wild cats.

She got this idea that maybe she got catch one with her jacket or something. Taking her jacket off, she looked around for a cat to catch maybe one that looked a bit slower then the others or something. Finding one she threw her jacket at it.

It along with like five other cats hissed maddly when the jacket went up it the air and fell to the floor. The Slytherin jumped back and yelled. She was almost to terrifyied to grab her jack from the floor. She bent down and grabbed it quickly. Nothing no cats under the jacket. The cats around ran rather down the corridor. Now what was she suppose to do.