Could she say she told you so now?

Harriet couldn't exactly see what was going on from where she was, since she'd been a good prefect and stayed where she was. But there was definitely something going on, spells flying about, and the blonde didn't feel like she could just stay here. Her baby puffs, the stupid ones that couldn't listen, were potentially in danger and she couldn't let them get hurt. So she had to do something.

The seventh year glanced in Professor Waylands direction. Could he even tell? Did he know what was going on? Hopefully he had noticed the red sparks from the spells. Hopefully he would know that something was going on. But what if he hadn't? She could have gone over and got himself, but she didn't want to waste her time when she may be better used in the actual problem. "Bel!" The blonde suddenly said, noting her Captain there. "Quickly go get the Professor. i'm gonna go see if I can help..."

And then the prefect was swimming towards whatever was going on. "Guys! Guys! If you can get away. Get away" Because they needed to be safe. Hopefully by then Professor Wayland would be there.