 Typo Mistress
Having nothing but food on his mind, Cordova shuffled from the staircases and turned the corner quickly finding the exact opposite of what he wanted. Instead of buttered potatoes, marinated turkey, and a massive goblet of pumpkin juice, he found himself standing amongst a number of his peers drenched, exhausted, and some possibly injured. "A Grindylow in the castle," he over heard William's short explanation of what just occurred. "What in MER-LINS beard," he muttered now running to aid William and another boy who was dragged by another older girl. "I should REAAALLLYY try to remember these peoples name," he thought to himself as he ran past a Hufflepuff girl and knelt down on the stairs, giving a hand to those who were too tired to help themselves. "Has any Professors or Nurse been called yet?'
He glanced over his shoulder at the other students who were recovering from the incident. He he periodically glanced back at the water making sure nothing was going to come after him. |