Laura was just trying to figure out what was in the box when it spoke, "THE THING SPOKE?" Laura's jaw dropped in suprise. "PROFESSOR HADLEY YOUR OBJECT SPOKE TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!" Laura didn't know if to be pleased or not. "PROFESSOR IS IT SAFE?" Yeah it wasn't like the talking clock where it would just keep telling you the time.

Laura suddenly saw Lana cover her ears, well that was nice of her twinnie an object was talking to her and Lana was covering her ears, grabbing hold of her sister she clung to her. "TWINNIE make it stop!!" Laura really didn't like something talking to her whilst being cuddled upto toilet paper. "Please twinnie, tell it to stop!!"

Josephina frowned at the first few guesses; sure she had seen the toilet paper bundled up and layered at the bottom of the box, but she had not known it was wet. Nor had she seen ... anyone slip inside the box. So when students shrieked of the icey coldness ... and suggested a ghost, well, she was surprised.

A ghost. In her classroom? Pulling the night goggles from her eyes, she rested them on her head like a headband, as the darkness powder was slowly fading away and light was coming again.

"EVERYONE! STOP SHRIEKING!" Really, she couldn't think with everyone shouting and ... was that vomit sounds?!?

That was when she heard Myrtle, before she saw her. Making RUDE comments and accusations that if Myrtle were still a student, she would have gotten locked up in detention for the remainder of the term and had like a million points deducted. "Myrtle! If you could just be QUIET and tell me WHY you are in my classroom? Has something happened?" Because perhaps her lesson may have just altered course and they may just be looking instead for the reason Myrtle left her bathroom... her bathroom which ... was ... down the hall, wasn't it? Which meant, if Myrtle was forced to leave her bathroom, then well, she ought to wait for why Myrtle was here first. Maybe she was just imperiused by Peeves; can ghosts even be imperiused?

Cassia stared down at her that touched the Toilet Paper just now. Hearing a someone shrieking, who turned out to be Myrtle, saying that Professor Hadley...you know. Cassia tried to convince herself that Professors don't do those kind of things,right?

So when Professor Hadley spoke. Cassia was relived to know that the ghost was only joking. Though what a joke. But you don't really blame them,ghosts. They have nothing to do or touch! They were useless so probably that's why they filled their times with pranks and silly jokes.

The second-year sat tight waiting to see where things were heading. Why were ghosts showing up just like that! She and her buddy Theo were working on discovering that. YUP!

Sarah felt the object in the box... surprisingly it was not solid. Well it was... but it was not firm... it seemed to move around under her grasp... She thought of things that were not firm.. there was material and paper for one. She felt the texture.... it was damp... something Sarah did not mind until it tore... it had to be toilet paper. DAMP TOILET PAPER? That was interesting. Had it been Lafay or Bellaire's lesson Sarah would of flipped as they are the type to do mean things to students. Yet as she trusted Hadley tp be a nice woman and had not used it and it was clean Sarah did not make a fuss.
Yet other's did.. then there was a sound of someone... it sounded familiar.... like Myrtle from the bathroom nearb. She was using the most abhorant language that Sarah winced. That was not what she expected from a person who was older... hey Myrtle was not older... she died young... She is just herself just years later.
Thankfully Hadley brought things under control soon enough... not that Sarah was shreiking. What surprised her that the puffs were freaking out... did they not trust their very own head of house?

Kat nearly jumped when she heard Professor Hadley half-scream at Myrtle. Merlin, she never knew Hadley could make it that scary. Obviously, who wouldn't want to vomit when they touch something wet? Or kinda slimey? Or whatever it was.

WET TOILET PAPER FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE?!?!!?!?

Kat had to obtain her vomit and disgusted-ness. Someone already vomited and it made Kat want to vomit even more. Closing her eyes, she inhaled and exhaled calmly. Ugh.

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THAT WAS COLD! WHAT WAS THAT! Renesmee shivered as she felt something cold and icy go right through her head. It made her light headed for a few moments, but when she managed to focus again she just stared at the ghost before her, open mouthed. These ghosts were a little odd sometimes, but if anything Moaning Myrtle had to be the oddest right now.

"Um..Okay..um..Eww..um" She was just flabberghasted. All those comments about Hadley were really weird and Ness barely believed the things that were coming out the ghosts mouth. Once thing for sure. Myrtle could scream, but screeching wise, Ness was sure she could beat her, not that she would try now.

Someone threw up? That wasn't true right? Ew! Ew! And who would ever eat toilet paper? Even more Eww.

With a shake of her head, Ness faced the Professor. "Sorry, professor." She then eyed Myrtle again to see what was really going on.

The professor's question sparked a thought in Sierra's mind. She hadn't really thought of this before, but...wasn't Myrtle only found in the bathrooms? Since that'd been where she'd died? Sierra had her of her staying in the girls' bathroom a lot, and she occasionally went to other bathrooms, too. She'd even heard stories of the ghost being flushed into the lake.

...but a classroom? Usually that was Peeves' doings. So, yeah. What WAS Myrtle doing in here? Sierra turned in her seat to face the ghost, waiting to see what she'd have to say.

Alright so he got the lemon juice down right, although Vickers was still wondering how a ball ended up having lemon juice in it. Then the next box was passed around-- oh this he knew right away. All those walks in the woods as a child gave him this tactile memory of what the pine cone feels and can almost imagine its scent and its color filtering is obviously blinded senses.

When that was done he took hold of the next box. And as soon as he slipped his hand in it recoiled back out. It was soft and clingy and DAMP. Something he definitely didnt want touching without the aid of his sight.

And there was that familiar wailing sound. Moaning Myrtle. But of course. He has started to wonder if barging in on discussions was a habit of hers , much like the same way she did with him and Elijah at the BOYS bathroom of all places.

And now Hadley's gone ballistic. Good thing the powder was starting to fade because he was getting really uncomfortable being blind and half deaf.

She wasn't shrieking! She herself wasn't sure why she had begun laughing so weirdly.. Ira tried to stop laughing, covering her mouth with her hands, and looked down.. The professor couldn't see in the dark, could she? Or maybe she could! Better to keep low.

And someone had thrown up. Surely someone had vomited.. Ew! She could smell it. And the smell was disgusting! What if it was right besides her? Meaning, Ira shouldn't move.. or else she might get her shoes dirty. Ew!

By the way, Ira began thinking after what Professor said. Why was Myrtle out of her bathroom stall? What was happening in the castle?!?!

She reached out to the ghost, feeling her way. and poked and prodded a little.. though Ira wasn't sure if Myrtle could actually feel being prodded and poked. A ghost can't be poked, can they? Ira wanted to know why Myrtle was in the classroom, disrupting the lecture.

"EVERYONE STOP SHRIEKING!" Myrtle found herself doing an eerily accurate impression of JoHad before she realized she'd opened her mouth yet again.

"Oopsies!" the bespectacled ghosty giggled, putting her hand over her mouth and turning right-side up to address the professor. "I'm in your claaaaasrroom because my bathroom is borrrrrrrr-iiiiiiiiiiing. Oh, and..... it's flooded."

She giggled again, though more evilly and hiccup-y this time, and then floated for the door. "Ta ta, Haddles! Try to not get your hair wet when the water spills into here! You know what water does to frizzy hair like that!"

Then the annoying former Ravenclaw was gone with a poof of cold dust.

Cora was definitely afraid of the dark. She had NO IDEA what was happening. Apparently everyone was grossed out by the wet toilet paper, which Cora did NOT understand. Clearly they would not be touching "USED" toilet paper. That would be ridiculous. Cora trusted their professor. Although the class HAD been sent into darkness, so maybe she didn't trust the professor.

Cora smiled and giggled to herself as she recognized Myrtle's giggles and squeals. She liked her. Despite how loud and nerve-racking Myrtle was to the easily startled Cora, she was sweet.

As the light slowly began to return to the room, Cora noticed the sound that had been bothering her. A girl had vomited! Oh no! Cora rushed over. She didn't know the girl but everyone seemed to be forgetting her in all the commotion. "Oh, are you all right?" She asked the girl, with a look of concern forming on her wide eyes. Any way Cora could be of help and she would. Putting a hand on her shoulder, Cora continued. "Would you like me to get you some water, or something?" Cora would do anything to help the poor girl, and smiled sweetly. Maybe she should go to the Hospital wing? Cora didn't actually know proper procedure for these things.

She wondered if she should ask the professor, but the room was in chaos after the latest events, and Cora was too quiet to be heard.

Okay...all this was really creepy and even more so because they were all still in the dark. It was like something from a horror movie or a scary story and Kurumi did not do too well with those things. The hairs on the back of her neck had gone up the moment the ghost had spoken and Kurumi hadn't been able to identify who it was until Professor Hadley had spoken to her and called her by name.

Wait, here? In the classroom and not in her bathroom because it was...flooded? Flooded bathroom...creatures suddenly dying on campus...the Headmistress obsessing over a broach and then having weird dreams that Professor LooneyElwood was supposed to help translate their meaning...

But then it seemed as though the ghost had vanished - after calling Professor Hadley...Haddles? Kurumi was glad the room was still dark because she was laughing under her breath....just as the classroom came into light again and Kurumi rubbed her eyes to try and readjust.

Orr giggled nervously as she watched Professor Hadley try and get the shrieking students to calm down and to get Moaning Myrtle out of the classroom. There was NO way that she was going to put her hand in the box now. She would wait for the next one.

She would bet that nothing like this happened at a muggle school what with random visits by ghosts and all.

Orr looked around the classroom and started to gag a little from the strong smell of vomit that was quite close to her. She glanced at a third year girl who was sitting at her desk looking white as a sheet.

Orr put up her hand trying to get Professor Hadley's attention while calling out "Professor Hadley!" as she moved to the girl's side joining a fourth year girl who was trying to help as well.

Sutton looked up as two students came over to her to make sure she was okay. The insanity in the classroom was continuing around her, even as Myrtle left. It seemed like every single class this term had had some sort of major interruption. How were they supposed to learn anything?

Looking back and forth between the students, she nodded weakly. She was fine now, really. Taking out her wand with a shaky hand, she managed to use the vanishing spell she'd been practicing to get rid of her mess. "I'm okay..." she said hoarsely, trying to give them a brave smile. How could she explain to anyone why she'd gotten sick? They'd all probably think she was so weird for being THAT grossed out about... wet paper... she shuddered again thinking about it now and hugged her arms around herself.

Orr bit her lip as she listened to Sutton. "Are you sure? You still don't look so good. Maybe you should go to the hospital wing?"

All she knew about vomiting was pretty much nothing but she did know that that noone just started vomiting without a reason-- usually it was a health related one.

Flooded bathroom? Ira wrinkled her nose in disgust.. Ew.. And the water was gonna leak into the classroom? More Ew! Ira just wanted to get this lesson done with and rush to the common room! Which was safe sitting up on the seventh floor! But no.. she also wanted to know what was going on? Curiosity was getting better of her.. What was happening in Hogwarts?

Ira's laughing had died down, and was replaced by some weird nervousness. Or rather fear somewhat, though she wasn't ready to admit that to herself. She blinked as the darkness vanished, relieving her. Better to view everything clearly.

And was it just she, or was Moaning Myrtle really sounding evil-ly? Haddles? Did Myrtle just call Professor Hadley as Haddles?

The water was indeed going to leak into the room. A slow-moving mass of thick, greyish water started to seep under the door, silently covering students shoes and the hems of their robes.

Well, wasn't this turning into a circus..Moaning Myrtle..MOANING MYRTLE?!! The ghost who could NOT sing...AT ALL.

Elliot glared at her..disrupting class..learning was ACTUALLY trying to happy, you know! Hmph. She crinkled her nose and tried to pay attention...but then...the professor started yelling, too! WELL THEN!

Hmph.

Myrtle's bathroom was flooded? O___O Fishy, really...it was...and then..Elliot felt it. The coldness, the wetness..She yelped and jumped up..."PRofessor! PROFESSOR! IT'S FLOODING!" she shouted, standing on her chair in order to get out of the...creepy grey water's way! She was too pretty for this!

TOO PRETTTTTTY!

Gideon hadn't gotten the chance to work with the latest box but from what other students were saying about it, he was somewhat glad of that fact. Wet?...paper? That could be a lot of things including a few unpleasant ideas. But before he could dwell on it and anything else in the still-darkened classroom, there was a semi-familiar voice that rang out discussing a few of those ideas. But upon reconization of the voice, the prefect realized the more likely cause of the feeling

Myrtle...of course.

Why wouldn't she be around to play like all the other ghosts. Had she been in the box? Was that what they had felt? Whatever the case, the noise and shrieking was beginning to hurt his head and Gideon couldn't help hope that things might be ending soon.

Wait.

What in Merlin's beard? Why did his feet feel wet? Gideon looked down to see what looked like wet floor. Uh oh...Myrtle had mentioned flooding before she disappeared...hadn't she? Looks like they had a problem as it started to get higher, the prefect moving his feet as he debated on an action. "Looks like the water has already come," he mused aloud looking back up at Hadley and the others. And a rather discusting looking water at that.

It was quiet again...or relatively quiet. Which was eerie, considering how loud it had been moments before. Ella shifted her feet uneasily and that's when she noticed it, the sound.

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MERLIN'SBEARDITWASWATER.

Picking her feet up and kind of hovering them in the air, Ella bit her lip and wondered what she should do. She definitely didn't like the idea of a flooded classroom. She'd seen Titanic and she wasn't down for getting pushed around under water by heavy floating furniture. Nope. She was all set with that.

Blink.Blink. Hadley?

Oh no. Myrtle did NOT just imitate her. It was one thing for the young wailing ghost to be shrieking; she could understand that, but when the ghost start making FUN of her, Hadley had to wonder whether it really was possible for ghosts to be hit with befuddlement charms. She flooded her bathroom again? "What else is new?" Hadley tried to retort, but by then the former Ravenclaw was gone.

Stunned to answer or ask anything else.



Turning her attention slowly from the departed ghost and back toward her class, she shook her head, trying to figure out where she'd left off, when she realized someone was sick. Someone being one of her Hufflepuffs.

"Aurora? Cora? Yes, please, escort Sutton to the hospital wing." Yes, that was her permission for them to leave. Now. Sutton really DID look pale.

That was when she felt cold water seep onto her toes and she looked down and saw it.... a slow moving water that was carpeting her floor.

"As for everyone else, well .... class dismissed. Homework will be posted on your notice boards. Prefects? Please see that your housemates make it to their next classes or common rooms safely."

As for her? She had a leak to investigate. Hopefully before next lesson or she'd have to see about borrowing one of the school's towers, so as to keep their toes and socks dry.

Minerva rolled her eyes, "Oh good grief Elliot, you are not made of sugar your not going to melt."She said in a very quiet tone. Did the girl really think she was that above everyone. That she could freak out like that. Turning towards the professor, "Ummm. Professor Hadley, is there a spell we could do to clean this mess up before it gets to big, or should we just maybe start leaving the room?" she wanted to help, but the best thing to do was to keep calm and make sure everyone else was staying calm as well.. No help from a certain Ravenclaw.

Looking down at the water, she really didn't like being wet, but there was no point in crying over wet shoes now was there. Hmmm, would a cleaning spell stop the water, probably not. Minerva tried to search her memory to see if she could think of anything. Looking back at Professor Hadley she knew she would just tell them what to do next. What a pain Myrtle was at times..

Minerva then heard Professor Hadley dismiss the class. Standing up from her seat she looked around and sighed, as much as it would be nice to not be soaked, she couldn't leave without asking Professor Hadley if she could use any help. "Professor, do you need any help in here with the water? I could stay if you need someone."

Ick! Vivi was still blinking as the lights came back up when she realized that her feet were cold. Not just cold, but wet.

Not just her feet, either, but her ankles as the edges of her robes dragged through the water and slapped against her legs. Disgusting.

"Professor...?" What did this have to do with Arithmancy? "Are the merpeople taking over again?" Hello, random Hogwarts history lesson.

Wha-What!?!?

class was dismissed early? But, but what about what he wanted to discuss with his Head of House!Flooding be damned, Oakey wanted to talk to Professor Hadley.

He stood up from his seat and splashed his way over to the Professor.
"Ma'am will we need to talk another time then?"

What was really going on at Hogwarts? There were ghosts and house elves in every lesson. Everything just seemed screwy. She was starting to get irritated with not being able to see and having to feel wet toilet paper and just everything in general and that's when she felt it.

You have got to be kidding me. She was getting wet. Gross. She immediately put her feet up underneath her and crouched in her seat. She heard Elliot's shrieks about it flooding. Oh yeah she knew that voice from anywhere. Somebody needed to pave here a dry path outta here. She wasn't going to soak herself in this filth.