 The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
William didn't know where the spell came from but soon he saw a spell come shooting out of the bend in the corridor followed by a shield. Breathing a sigh of relief and wishing he could thank the person who had basically saved him he looked back at the huffie.
He laughed gleefully as his spell hit, the flying things dancing in the boys face. His stomach didn't hurt anymore and he watched as the next spell came hurling at him. Luckily the spell the mysterious person set up blocked it and he sighed, having a feeling it would have been bad.
Now he wasn't so scared anymore, now he knew he could handle himself. All he needed was a powerful one. Which one could he use? Oh right! He jabbed his wand at the huffie, his voice almost a road as he shouted the Hurling Hex at the boy, hoping it would hit. Even though it was meant from brooms, hopefully it had the same effect on humans.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!
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