Desiree finally reached the surface, gasping for air. Her gillyweed had started to wear off, she could feel her webbed hands and feet disappearing. But she wasn't there yet, she pulled Liliana along till she finally reach the shore throwing both her and her sister down onto the land.
"It's ok, we're ok sis." She said still breathing heavily.
SPOILER!!: Professor Scabior
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Kaos.Doodles The effects of the Gillyweed had worn off when he was still under the water. Breaking through the surface he drew in some deep breathes before swimming over to the edge.
Scabior blamed the children who had taken forever to collect their so called hostages. Instead of going 'wow, they collected someone that I love, I better bring them to the top', they acted like 'wow, they collected someone the I love, let me stare at them in shock like a moron'.
Pulling himself out of the water, Scabior quickly shook his head, making drops from his hair fly, before walking over to where the students gathered. "Good job-" He said loudly, sneering and clapping his hands together . "You've managed to save the great Harry Potter....doll, all of you must be.. so proud."
Her sister didn't say anything, she looked over to her to see if she was still passed out.....
WHERE DID SHE GO!?
She picked up the
thing in her place, a harry potter doll. As she stared at the doll in disbelief she heard Professor Scabior and got this insane urge to chuck it at his head. This was sooo wrong, she thought she was saving her sister! Desiree didn't know whether she wanted to cry or start yelling.. But she was good at controlling herself, so instead she just shot daggers with her eyes.
SPOILER!!: Professor Williamson
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BanaBatGirl Will came walking out of the water like it was no big deal, which it wasn't, but then again the Care of Magical Creatures professor was more of an outdoorsman than the History of Magic man. His mesh bag with the lobablug was slung over his shoulder but before returning to the class, William summoned a bucket to his side, filled it up with lake water, and then carefully, gently, set the lobalug within. He set it to the side and marched up to the class.
Man. Wetsuits were so much more awkward on land... when they were wet. Shifting from one awkward, no longer webbed foot to the other, Williamson cleared his throat and frowned at his coworker. "No need to berate the kids, Scabbe--- Scabior."
They'd all put forth a decent effort. That was what counted. He looked to the class then and gave them an tight-lipped grimace smile. "So..... I can tell by most of your faces that you aren't exactly.... pleased with us right now...."
Nervous!Gulp!
"But, I assure you, despite what my colleague might have said," he resisted the urge to smack Dash on the back of the head, "There was a method to the madness. The dolls," he eyed the Ravenclaw girl, "were charmed to look like your loved ones while underwater, with the charm obviously wearing off the instant you reached land. So no, we didn't capture or attack any of your family or friends, and no, we didn't set out with the goal to drown anyone." And hopefully the students that had still been down there when he left had surfaced by now.
"So...." to go back to his question, "Why do you think we sent you down to the bottom of the lake in a modified re-enactment of the 1994 Triwizard Tournament? What sort of.... affective objective do you think we were trying to accomplish here?"
The first question was basically the second only reworded for the younger kids. Heh. See what a good teacher he was? Totally not an evil dark wizard hellbent on drowning the population of Hogwarts. Totally not.
She felt a little better when Professor Williamson started talking, at least he explained it better, and more delicately. Maybe it was better that it wasn't really her sister? She should probably be relieved that they hadn't actually dragged Liliana under the lake.. She just felt hurt, because they were tricked, and that was NOT cool.
And apparently there was a lesson behind all this, a reason for the madness. Des didn't really think there was, but she raised her hand anyway trying to soften her look, at least a little,
"By going all the way to the bottom of the lake we were able to see all the creatures in their natural environment, even the merpeople, and by saving our loved ones.." pause
"we were reenacting history, performing the same task as the Triwizard Champions had to." she continued,
"I guess it's also kind of.. creative, how we were saving Harry Potter, since he had been the one to save two people in the challenge. So instead of him doing the saving, we are, and it's showing us that we can accomplish the same thing he had." she finished smugly. she wanted to say cruel instead of creative, but whatever. They didn't even deserve that answer, let alone a long one. They were the ones who needed to do some explaining.
I mean she hadn't seen her sister in years! And then she practically risks her life for her, and when she finally gets to see her, it was a doll! A DOLL! She may have listed all the reasons for this task, but she didn't think anything could justify this. Looking at the doll in her hands she threw it to the side.