Meanwhile, no one had asked the Whomping Willow for
her opinion on this stupid class activity.
She bristled, arming herself with her branches, ready to bend in half and swipe out the entire row of humans at her roots with no notice. One of the humans, it did not matter to her if it possessed magic or not, had DARED to pick up one of HER OLD BRANCHES?
The NERVE!
What happens if they hit the tree? Will they die? one sapling had the nerve to ask.
What happens if the tree hits you first, more like?
Swiping around to avoid the
IMMOBULUS spell from the fire-haired child, the Willow let one thick branch hit the ground beside the MUGGLES.
*BOOM*
A warning to back away before she acted like the only grown one here.