Kevin was very ...VERY ...reluctant about coming to History of Magic again. But since the class was mandatory and the boy was already healed from the flu, he didn't have any excuses. So with his bag hoisted over his shoulders, Kevin looked at the "Make an Entrance" sign and sighed.

But then he grinned. Making an entrance eh? oh he would show them an entrance! His hand went in to his bag and took out one of the 5 fireworks potions he had made in the lab. As he entered the room, the second year uncorked the vial and spilled the potion on the ground.

The moment it had hit the floor, flashes of bright white light filled the room and occasionally a couple of loud BANGS could be heard as well. In the meantime, making use of the distraction, Kevin had slipped towards the podium at the front of the classroom and sneaked behind the Professor. With a smirk, the Gryffindor grabbed his wand and muttered "Tarantallegra" while pointing his wand at her back. MWUWAHAHAHA