Evelyn Potter and the Chamber of secrets ( Draco )

Chapter 6

Evelyn's p.o.v.

I shoved the last piece of toast into my mouth, before Hermione dragged me out of the Main hall, with an impatient look on her face.

" You can't stop eating, can you? " She hissed impatiently, while I fully gobbled down my toast, looking at her with a ' so what? ' look on my face.

" Apparently not. " I sassed, and she grabbed my arm, before I Apparated us in front of the entrance of Greenhouse 3 for the first class of the day.

Hermione wanted us to go and stand the other side of the table, but I, of course, didn't want to be near Mouthfoul and his goons, who were busy chatting and snickering from the other side, while Mouthfoul kept glancing at me occasionally, much to my annoyance.

I dragged Susan Bones ( one of my friends from other houses, she has red, wavy hair, and cute, chubby face) and Hermione to stand next to me, while staring down at Mouthfoul like he was some kind of a disease.

The room started filling up quickly as the time draws near for the class to begin. Mouthfoul and his goons, stopped chatting, and started glaring at us from the other side of the table, though Mouthfoul's glare seems to be more curious. Probably about last night.

" Morning, everyone! " I heard Professor Sprout called from the front of the room, but too bad nobody heard it except me.

" GOOD MORNING, EVERYONE!! " Professor Sprout yelled, and to her luck, this time everyone heard her and chorused back, " Good morning, Professor Sprout! "

" Welcome to Greenhouse 3, second years! Now, gather around here, everyone! Today we're going to re-pot Mandrakes! " Professor Sprout announced, beckoning us to come nearer towards the table full of pots of Mandrakes. She took one pot from the table behind her, placing it in front of her, so that all of us are able to see it. " Who here can tell me the property of the Mandrake root? "

Hermione's hand flew up in the air, and was, of course, the only one that raises their hand. I, on the other hand, knew the answer but did not want to be a know-it-all. See, dear readers, this is what I call humble. Oh shut up, I can hear all of you scoffing, you know.

" Yes, Miss Granger? "

" Mandrakes, or Mandragora, is use to return those who have been Petrified to their original state. " Hermione stated, and Professor Sprout nodded her head encouragingly, while I checked my nails, uninterested. A burning stare of a specific someone named Dragon-poop Mouthfoul was drilled into me, making me mentally groan in frustration. This guy is totally getting under my skin. I looked back up, meeting his eyes boredly, mouthing ' Don't stare. It's rude. ' to him. " ... It's also dangerous. The Mandrake's cry is fatal to anyone who hears it. "

" Excellent! Ten points to Gryffindor. " Professor Sprout congratulated. All the Gryffindors, if you don't count me, looked like they were going to make a party for celebration right there, and the Slytherins, especially Mouthfoul, looked like they were about to hex every single Gryffindors in this room, while the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs look extremely excited for our battle to begin. Nah, just kidding. The Slytherins would all be screaming on the floor before they could even cast one spell at us, if they even dared to attack, thanks to me.

Anyways, Professor Sprout continued her speech, " As our Mandrakes are still only seedlings, their cries won't kill you yet. But it could knock you out for hours, which is why I have given each of you a pair of earmuffs, for auditory protection. So could you them on, right away? Quickly. "

I flapped a pair of earmuffs firmly on my ears till I could hardly hear what Susan was screaming at me.

" I can't hear what you're talking about. " I tried telling her, but all she did was frowning, looking at me, confused.