DEMENTORS FLEE ATTACK BY GIRL-WHO-FOUGHT-MONSTERS
By Saffron Scrivener
Normally, dementors can consider themselves to be at the top of the supernatural food chain. Giants wilt before them. Dragons flee in terror. Even the mightiest of wizards cower in fear. But not Hermione Weasley, the Girl-Who-Fought-Monsters. As my readers are well aware, the dementors of Azkaban have been summoned to protect Hogwarts from the machinations of Sirius Black (World Renowned Death Eater). The Hogwarts Express itself was checked over by the demonic wardens to ensure Black was not among its passengers.
Reports from students indicate that most of them cowered in terror at the chilling presence of the dementors. Not Hermione who is reported to have actually killed one of the creatures, a feat so unrivaled in the history of the world that the monsters fled the train in panic. Only time will tell if this is true, but Minerva McGonagall, head of Hermione's own Gryffindor house, was reported to be muttering to herself that "The damned Weasley's are up to it again."
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Once again, the Defense classroom had been redecorated. Gone was the dramatic mood lighting, organ, and grimoire of unspeakable horrors. Now there were various devices displayed at the edges of the room, such as a sneakoscope or dowsing rod, and a helpful description of how they could be used to ensure one's safety. There were also a few cages with live animals in them, along with placards that gave information on the animal's dangers and how to best it. Harry rather liked the cornish pixie display, even if the pixies kept making faces at him.
"Welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts," Professor Lupin said once everyone had taken their seats. "I know that last year you had a somewhat unorthodox, but effective, teacher who instructed you. While I could never hope to compete with the likes of the Legendary Gilderoy Lockhart, I hope that by the end of the year each of you will be able to identify and defend against some of the more common magical creatures found here in Great Britain."
Lupin flicked his wand, and a wardrobe slid across the floor to rest beside him. Something inside it rattled ominously, the locked doors trembling slightly. "Now, here, we have a somewhat common creature, found mostly inside old magical homes in dark corners. Any guesses as to what it might be?"
Hermione of course, raised her hand, though so did several other students from old magical families, including Ron.
"Mr Weasley."
"I don't know sir," Harry said.
Lupin frowned, his eyebrows knitting in confusion. "No, I said Mr. Weasley, not you Mr. Potter."
"Who?" Lavender asked.
Pavarti leaned towards her and whispered. "I think he means Harry."
"Oh, I think it's probably a ghoul, sir," Ron said. "We have one at our house, it rattles the pipes in the attic sometimes but it's mostly harmless."
"Not a bad guess, though ghouls are usually fairly harmless, unlike this creature. Yes, Miss Granger."
"Why does he keep calling strange peoples names?" Seamus said, frowning at Dean.
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