Cabinet Conundrum

Collateral Damage

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As chaos erupted Draco and Theo couldn't help but shiver at the sadistic smirk that flitted briefly across Harry's lips. What is the green eyed wizard planning?

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Severus scowled as another wave of students came pouring into his classroom. He was especially not happy with the ones who were still gossiping about the commotion from lunch. So the female Weasley was a slut, big deal. To be honest it didn't surprise him at all, though, he was curious as to why she didn't use a birth control potion to prevent it. It actually sounds like she wanted to be pregnant, but maybe with only a certain person's baby, which was most likely Potter's. Why else would she not use protection, but instead opt to stop the pregnancy that came about with the incorrect boy? ... and, from the rumors, repeat this process a few times until she got what she wanted, which he bet was the excuse to marry into the Potter family as Lady Potter. A typical gold digging shrew. Ironically after a quick spell from Poppy, which was done right in the Great Hall because no one was allowing Ginny to leave knowing she may kill their potential baby, it was found that she wasn't pregnant this time. She didn't even need the potions that lead to this very public discovery in the first place.

The spy smirked as he pondered whether or not this was a plot of some sort. It was brilliantly vindictive, but it was almost too good to have been planned. It's a shame really. He could fall for someone that clever. Anyway, it was time for an exam ...

"Silence, all of you." Severus ordered and everyone shut their mouths, "As you all can see we will not be sitting in desks writing-"

"YES!" Ron yelled, but the deadly glare from the professor made his good mood quickly evaporate.

"As I was saying," Severus drawled giving Ron one last lingering scowl before pointing to the bare room that had a circular platform in the middle and standing in it was a humanoid auror level training dummy. "This is a training dummy. It's the same kind the aurors train with and each of you will be demonstrating your skills by taking out the dummy. There will be two rounds. The first will require you to show all the spells you learned. Cast a minimum of 10 spells that will be useful in combat at the target on the dummy's chest as fast and as accurately as possible. At least, 5 of them must be without incantations and, at least, 3 different shields. Use as little magic as possible to take out the dummy in the second round, which means just getting it off the platform."

Harry glanced at the dummy with barely concealed irritation, "Looks expensive. Wonder who's footing the bill"

The potion master sneered not happy that one of the richest people in the magical realm was commenting on this school's ability to pay for it's students' equipment, "With that egotistical comment, Mr. Potter, you will be first." Severus ordered the supposedly ungrateful brat.

As Potter made his way into the circle Severus's eyes narrowed. There was an odd blue tint to the young wizard's lips. It seemed unusual, but he shrugged it off when he recalled another student mentioning that Potter was ill and assumed that was the case. At first glance he thought it must've been the effects of a potion suppressor, but that would be foolish. Potter wouldn't know how to get or brew a suppressor nor would he need one even if Dumbledore was untrustworthy. He was sure the headmaster wouldn't risk his savior's health and would protect Potter from everything before he tries to force a fight between Tom and Potter. A suppressor shouldn't be necessary.

"Begin, Mr. Potter." Severus smirked as the dummy started moving quickly and firing little hexes shocking all the students, but he raised an eyebrow when he realized Harry wasn't startled at all and began completing his task at a rapid rate. In an insane 38 seconds Harry used 20 different spells without any words, showed 5 shields all without a wand and wasn't hit once. Suffice to say, it was shocking to all the spectators. Severus crushed the urge to be impressed as the dummy paused, "Round 2. Begin."