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he watched as she passed him the cookie tin. YAY COOKIES! he thought to himself. He took one and bit a small chunk away. After chewing the deliscious piece of cookie, he remembered something he needed to ask her ince he was already here. "Um Professor Morgan? Do you mind telling me your full name and full birthdate? I need the information to complete my Arithmancy homework for Professor Shakleton." he asked her sweetly. |
Argyle aparates to Mistress Morgan's hut landing on her desk. Poor Argyle's tea towel is dirty and soaking wet with the foul water. It hangs at her knees. "Argyle doesn't feel too good Mistress Morgan." Argyle then passes out on Mistress Morgan's desk. |
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Lucy entered the hut smiling. But the smile faded as she saw a house elf appear, soaking wet, and fainting! "Oh my! Is there anything I can do to help Professor?" She asked rushing over to where Morgan was. "Poor house elf. It must be from the flooding. I heard that it rose to the kitchen level." |
Argyle feels bad. Argyle's stomach is rumbling. Argyle feels like she's going to throw up again. Then Argyle feels something hitting her face. Argyle opens her eyes and sees a fuzzy image of Mistress Morgan. "Argyle is sick. Argyle drank too much water in the kitchen corridor. Professor Man saved Argyle, Breezley, and Tinka. Professor Man is really sick. Mistress Lupa said to come here. Mistress Morgan would make Argyle all better." |
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"Lucy, please be a dear and fetch me that bucket by the door. Argyle's going to need it." |
Lucy smiled as the house elf woke up and began talking. She loved house elves. They were so cute, the way they looked, the way the talked, it was all so adorable. Lucy nodded as Professor Morgan asked for the bucket by the door. She rushed over and picked up the bucket setting it down next to the elf. "There you go Argyle." She said gently. |
I was there during the whole floods in the kitchen so I pretend I went and changed :) Chris hurriedly walked over to the House Elf he had seen while in the Kitchen Corridor. He had been down there before he came. And hadn't said anything about it yet. "I was down there, It was horrible!" he said to the two of them. "Professor Lawson went down to save the House Elves like Argyle here and some other students. I heard shouting from the hall above and went to see what had happened and a torrent of water was pouring through the corridor. Im telling you it was like a river." his eyes widening as he relived it in his head. "A tidal wave came and took Lawson and the elves down the corridor away from everybody else. It also took two girl with it." I jumped into the water to save them with a rope but they couldn't reach it. I then ran for help." he then told them of how he ran to the Staff room and got Professor's Lupa and Dumont to help. "When we go down there, they got everyone out. When Professor Dumont summoned the elf Beezley out of the water, they bumped into Dumont and knocked him in. I had to pull him out. But everyone is safe and the two Slytherin girls are in the Hospital Wing with Miss Avalon. Professor Lawson, has gotten sick from the water too. But he is with the nurse as well." he finished the horrible story. |
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One loud popping sound later, and Beezley the house elf apparated right into Professor Morgan's little hut. For a few moments, the elf shielded her big, bug eyes from the sunlight coming through the windows. It was very bright and blinding to a house elf who'd spend most of her life deep down in the kitchens. Speaking of which, where would she go now that she was homeless and had nowhere else to live? Would the masters and mistresses let her sleep atop the house tables in the Great Hall? At least then she'd feel a little better about being away from the kitchens. Hands and arms still covering her eyes, Beezley walked forward until she came into contact with an object quite a bit taller than she was. Slowly uncovering her eyes, Beezley came face to face with Mistress Morgan. "Ohhh, Mistress! Beezley is homeless! Homeless, I tell ya! Homeless!" she wailed. She ran forward and wrapped her little arms around Mistress' legs, clinging on for dear life. "Beezley was told to come here, Mistress. Beezley was in great flood." |
Lucy nodded her head politely as the Professor thanked her. "No problem Professor. It feels like on hands experience, even if its really small." As she looked around the hut, another small house elf appeared covering its eyes. "Professor there's another elf here." Lucy watched the elf. 'Ok so this elf is Beezley.' |
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"I should get going," she told the Professor and pointed at the door. "I just wanted to tell you that before I forgot." |
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Abby makes her way over to the dog's bed. She sits down next to it and pats Professor Truebridge's dog. Abby will be happy when the dog has a proper name. The dog is happily playing with his chew dog completely oblivous to what's going on. Abby gently rubs the dogs back. She hates to see the house elves so sick. Abby is happy they now have a place to stay with Professor Morgan. She wonders where she and her fellow Hufflepuffs will stay now too. |
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