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hree days. Still, after three days, I can't find out what Quirrell is up to. I noticed the Trio being secretive more. Today was my quidditch practice.
I also heard Quirrell warned teachers about the Troll. What I don't understand is why was he there when everyone teacher should be present for dinner.
I had a doubt he left the troll in. I walked out with Flint to the quidditch ground and he introduced me to everthing.
After the boring guy said everything, he took a few trials. " I see why Hooch was excited. " He says and walks away. I sigh and headed back.
Next day, after the breakfast. It was first charms class and I was excited. I walked in and I sat on a table near pile of books. I don't know why they were here? I was alone in the class, then Hermione joined in.
She totally ignored my existence. Ouch. That hurt. Then Draco walked in with his goons and Sophie came.
Other Slytherins probably had other classes. Soon, the classroom filled with Gryffindors and Hermione sat right across Draco with Ronald while Harry was across me.
He gave me a small, a very small smile and I gave a slight nod. I opened the book and saw we were studying
Levitation.
That's easy.
I started reading and Draco nudged me. " What? " I ask and he eyes to the front. There stood a Professor whose height was not more than a goblin. He looked like one himself.
" That explains it. " I say looking at the pile of books. " What explains what? " Draco asks. " The pile of books. " I say and he snickers.
" One of a wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitaion... " He started and I zoned out.
Why did I feel like Quirrell was bad? He didn't look like though but what I felt couldn't be wrong. Should I visit Snape or Dumbledore? No. Bad idea. I have to get a proof before any accusations.
I felt a nudge and looked around. Everyone was practicing the hand movement.
" I thought you don't get bored in Charms. " Draco says and I sigh.
" Only when it comes to practical things. Theory is not a thing I can listen to." I say.
I saw Ron waving his wand furiously at the feather. I suppressed my giggle and focused on my feather.
