Text Cut: Sonea and Forrest

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Originally Posted by Sonea

“WHAT!” Sonea stopped with her fake crying and wanted to say more, she wanted to ask if he was making a joke because he could not be serious what he just had said… She also wanted to laugh because this must be a funny joke. Five more points? And what did he meant by telling her that she had been disrespectful, she had done NOTHING wrong! Forrest, he was the one who needed to be punished, not she! And why was she disrespectful, the man was old, so what had she done wrong? If she had called him ‘young man’ than she had been sarcastic or she would have lied, not that she had problems with telling lies…

Where was the professor talking about? Was he REALLY upset because she had called Forrest a Mudblood? Was he serious?! But… But… Forrest WAS a Mudblood! So what had she done wrong? This was really HILARIUS! But, she was not stupid, if the professor was angry about that word, she needed to convince him that she was not the person who needed to be punished. “Forrest forced me to yell that word! He wanted that somebody would hear me saying that, so that I will be in trouble! He has done all this, I’m really not the person you’re searching for!” the second year old pointed at the other boy and faked a scared look. “He said that he would kill Little princess, my rat if I didn’t would do it!” Sonea lied again, but she needed to do it, she NEEDED to defend herself!

A smile was now visible on Sonea’s face when she heard that Forrest was also busted and that he had detention too. But, she was still wanted to defend herself, she still hoped that the professor would believe her story.

The second year old did slowly what the old man professor ordered but wasn’t prepared for what next happened. Water was splashing in her face and she shouted shocked. Yes, she was relieved to be clean again, but this was not really a subtle way of cleaning. NO, the other professor had done it more friendly and BETTER than this! She really didn’t liked the professor!

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Originally Posted by Deniiz

Forrest stopped sobbing, he was beginning to feel better as Professor deducted more points, and also he was dead afraid the Professor would believe Sonea any moment so he figured he should please the man somehow. He wanted to GLARE Sonea as she faked tears, and he was pleased further when her shock overcame her faking.

Surely the Professor would understand HE was the innocent one here?

If he was his mother's son, he had to BATTLE, and battling he would.

He waited patiently for the Professor to finish, but his eyes got bigger and he had to stiffle a gasp when five points were deducted from Hufflepuff too. Would they know it was him? Would they be angry at him? What if Hufflepuff lost it to Slytherin with only five points? Could he live with the shame? His face got paler and his lower lip started to tremble, but he didn't cry. He was done crying for today. He needed to explain it quickly. Maybe Professor would give those points back. He clenched his fists when Sonea lied again--seriously, did he look like a guy who could threaten someone, let alone KILL a rat?! He glared at the girl, his fear forgotten. He had to do something before the Professor believed him. He opened his mouth to explain,as he obeyed Professor's request to close his eyes and raise his arms without questioning much. The moment he drew his breath, a jet of water splashed him and his hands flew instinctively to his throat. This was to clean them, he knew, but it caught him off guard and he coughed as the water died away. This meant the Professor was done with them. Panic took over him. He needed those five points back. He opened his eyes quickly and found the Professor's as he bolted forward, hand reaching to keep the man in place. He didn't even pause to see whether he was leaving or not. He just had to make him wait and listen. The Professor would see the logic, definitely.

"Sir, please, sir!" he said, looking anywhere but the Professor's eyes immediately. It was obvious talking needed all his strength, and he would just shut off completely if he looked at those knowing eyes. "T--today I got a letter, sir, with--out any name," he breathed, opting to look at the floor. His hand had dropped before touching the man. His voice was shaky and some words came out rushed. "Telling me to meet--the sender here," he breathed at awkward places in his explanation. He was a fool. The Professor wouldn't believe him. He was the biggest fool on Earth. Hufflepuff would lose the cup with five points and it'd be his fault. Sonea would win, he would lose. It had always been so, why would it be any different now? "I came here, and she charmed the swamp behind me and caused it to drench me in mud and called me 'mudblood' and I just wanted her to have some mud so I hugged her, I didn't mean to manhandle anyone."

There, explanation done, Forrest spent.

After the rush of water, a blow of hot air dried the two kids and Botros finally lowered his wand and tucked in again.

He frowned at the Slytherin when she shouted a "what" and shook his head warningly, it was one of his rules not to shout anywhere near him. It would disturb his earpiece. But her story this time was... believable. Although the other kid didn't look, not even remotely, as someone who would kill a fly. The professor gave the boy a long look trying to see beyond his innocent attitude, but all he could see was a trembling lip and utter fear - something the snake couldn't even manage to fake, so he stayed quiet and was about to direct the question to the boy when he talked of his own accord.

Well. His story was not any more believable than hers, unless the girl was far more cunning than Botros estimated. The old man sighed and leaned heavily on his cane, "Alright, alright. Your stories are... creative. But miss Devesa, I don't think anyone with eyes would agree that your friend here would kill something." He was just sobbing and trying to wear a brave face for Merlin's sake, and it drained the little kid's energy on its own! "However." He glared at the girl. "His story fits perfectly with what I've just interrupted." Maybe the letter part was a bit too dramatic, but Botros definitely knew that the girl was calling the boy that.

"Listen you two. I don't have all day, you--" He gestured at the boy, "Try to learn the value of patience, son. You should not break every time an ignorant student taunts you. If anyone, anyone at all, calls you that name again, you come to me and I will make sure they will regret it." He moved his eyes to the girl, "And you. We have so much work to do, you and I. First, that word is never to come out of your mouth ever again, because it's not only humiliating and rude but also highly unfair." And she needed to know how humiliating it was. "It affects the person saying it far more than the person it was said to, in people's eyes. Like so." He waved his wand and an ugly mud mask covered the girl's face. "Second. You need to control your tongue around your peers. And not just so, but you must do at least three nice deeds to three different students during the next week." Three was far too few but it was a step. "Third, you convince those students to come and report to me what kind of niceness you've done them, they come alone. When I hear three people genuinely glad about something you've done, I will remove your mud mask and your punishment is over. Fail to do so within a week, and I will take more points for disobedience." He paaaaused. "Include your friend over here with those three students and you will get extra points for doing so, but I need him to feel it was genuine and tell me about it on his own accord." Everything clear? It should be. It was no Arithmancy.

"If you have no more to say, you may be dismissed." He took a step away from them, "Miss Devesa, take a quick trip to your head of house's office to show her your... face, will you?" And he wanted to reassure the boy that five points were really nothing and could be earned easily if a student was good enough, but today was their day of punishment. No nice Botros.

Feo, his Crup, did try to play with them and started prancing around the two, even if he was more interested in the chocolate-covered face of that girl! WOOF!