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Lockhart rifles through the completed exams.

He stared at me and Malfoy and we snickered

"Tut, tut. Hardly any of you remembered my favorite color is lilac. But Miss Hermione Granger knew that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and market my own range of hair care potions. Good girl."

I cringed at the name.

Hermione beams. Lockhart's expression suddenly darkens.

                      
          "Now... be warned! It is my job to
          arm you against the foulest
          creatures known to wizardkind!
          You may find yourself facing your
          own worst fears in this room.
          Know only that no harm can befall
          you whilst I am here..."

With a showman's flair, Lockhart turns slowly to the cage.

  "   I must ask you not to scream. It
might provoke them."

A pale Neville draws back. Harry, Ron and Dan lean forward. Lockhart lets the tension build, then WHIPS off the cover. Inside the cage are several electric blue CREATURES. Eight inches tall, with pointed faces and wings, they rattle the bars and pull bizarre faces at everyone.

"Cornish pixies?" Seamus questioned

"Freshly caught Cornish pixies."
Seamus SNORTS with laughter.

              Me and Malfoy were nearly crying from how pathetic this guy was.

"Laugh if you will, Mr. Finnegan,
but pixies can be devilishly
tricky little blighters. Let's
see what you make of them now!"

Lockhart flings open the cage. Instantly, the pixies rocket about, spraying the students with ink bottles, BREAKING BEAKERS and shredding books. Two SEIZE Neville by the ears, lift him into the air, and begin to circle the ceiling.


   "Come on now, round them up, round
   them up. They're only pixies." He said brandishing his wand

   "Peskipiski Pesternomi!"

has absolutely no effect. A particularly
pixie makes a face, seizes Lockhart's wand and threw it out the window.

Lockhart joins the stampede to the door.

Also Draco had ran out leaving me under a table with potter and the others.

"I'll ask you four to just nip the
rest of them back into their cage."

SLAMMING the door, he's gone. Harry, Ron, dan and Hermione stand blinking. Ron swats a pixie gnawing his ear.

"What do we do now?" Ron asked
Hermione stood up about to do a spell, I quickly stood up and held my wand out.

"Immobilus!" I shout, Everyone stared at me.

The pixies FREEZE IN MIDAIR. Neville falls, and PLOPS onto Lockhart's desk, shaken but unhurt. He looks at Us.

"Why is it always me?"

I snicker and walk out before anyone can say something to me.

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