Madam Wystan had just closed her office door when she heard a faint rapping sound on the door. The door swung open and she shot a menacing glare at the person who dared interrupt her. "What do you want," she snarled.

"Afternoon Professor! My name is Lizbeth Ann Merelda" Liz says very straight forward. After speaking with her father about this professor, she knew she must keep it simple and brief, not making any exaggerated comments.

"I am here to find out about the flying class. My father, Jacques Louis Merelda, having spoken with the Magical Sports and Recreation in England, was told to have me take the Flying examination both the practical exam, of which I scored an "E", and the written examination which I scored an "O".

"I had purchased a Comet 360, but my father surprised me with a Firebolt on my last birthday. He has trained me well, and I was hoping to be able to try out for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team this term."

"And your point is?" Wystan asked, annoyed at the perkiness of the Ravenclaw student, and began to close the door.

With a firm face, Liz replies "I would like to know when tryouts will occur. I heard from other students, that we will not be allowed on brooms, without taking this here exam, which I have already done."

Wystan smirked. "Do I look like your Quidditch captain?" There was a short pause. "I thought so. Go bother someone else with your pointless questions. As for Flying Class, I suggest you pay attention to the notice board in your common room. Good day."

The door slammed shut and a locking sound was heard from within.

Professor Lainey approached Wystan's office with caution. If she'd been hurt or maimed by Lainey's girls, Lainey didn't want to be the first at the scene. She knocked quietly, "Professor? Are you.. in?"

Moving quickly Riley proceeded to work very quickly, taking out the posters from under his robes he brought them out and stuck them to the walls with a permanent sticking charm.




With the job completed, Riley hightailed it up the corridor as fast as he could.

Caitlin stealthily walked along the ground floor to Wystan's office, having her posters in hand. The instructions were simple. Cailtin was to put up the posters all over the front Wystan's office and then get out of there as soon as possible.

Her heart was pounding so hard, she was afraid someone was going to hear it and then bust her.

Caitlin rushed and went to work swiftly. Drawing her wand out in a quick movement, and with a quick swish, the posters plastered themselves all over the wall. Some of which said:

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Hogwarts Forever

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All Hail Hogwarts! The only school with real class!

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Throw off your house colors. Join Hogwarts

As soon as they were all up, Caitlin took off on a very brisk walk down the corridor and disappeared from sight before being seen by anyone.

Wystan laughed at the mixture of signs left outside her door. "Perhaps they should teach these poor ignorant children some grammar and punctuation," she mused and pulled out her wand. In an instant, all of the signs were reduced to a pile of ashes. "Now where are those lazy House Elves? There's a mess in front of my door that needs to be taken care of." Without another thought, she sauntered down the corridor in search of a student or two that deserved some sort of punishment.