A PROFESSIONAL?

Like...famous...and stuff?

Kennedy's eyes slightly widened, but he quickly regained his composure. Calm down, Kennedy, you can ask for his autograph after the lesson is over.

And...they weren't playing Quidditch. Ah snap!

At the next question, the prefect's hand flew into the air...again. "It's Quodpot," he said. It had an exploding ball...hmm...he wondered if it hurt if it exploded on someone?

Hmm...