It was a late at night and quite dark. All the fires were put out but the mutant did not care about this. It bounced its way to the Great Hall. The mutant wanted to CHOMP!! on something.

Squeeeeeeee!!

That table would work!!

The Mutant POOFED! over to the table where the humans in green robes normally sat. It opened its mouth wide. SPLINTER!! CRACK!! CHOMP!! In a few quick bites the table was almost all gone. The mutant gave a lout burp. That hit the spot. .

It hopped back out the way it had come leaving in its wake a small piece of the Slytherin table. There were teeth indentations on the wood.