Post by cara june bainbridge on Aug 1, 2017 23:13:50 GMT -7
Insufferable idiots. That was what that majority of Hogwarts was. There were some real winners that went to school here, and the added bonus of the biggest imbeciles from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang didn’t help at all either. Everything was a free for all these days it seemed like, and there weren’t any signs that it was going to slow down either. She couldn’t even begin on how stupid the tournament was. How did they think this was going to achieve anything? All it did was put the highest potential witches and wizards of the three largest European magic schools all in the same place. Clearly the Ministry hadn’t learned anything after King’s Cross, or the end of the previous school year. Using adolescents as bait was a real mature thing to do by the people supposedly trying to protect them the most. So much use that had done. All it had done was add way more people to the already crowded Hogwarts than it could hold, and let everyone run rampant. This week had gone horribly. First there were the fireworks in the library, and how they managed to pull that off was beyond her, and then today someone had let some kind of smoke bomb off on the fourth floor. Cara had been on her way to class when that happened, but the corridor was quite literally cordoned off by professors telling them too bad. If she hadn’t already been running late, which was all due to a group of giggling first year Gryffindor girls, then she would have had time to find a way around. She could have sworn that they slowed down even more as she came running from behind them. Apparently being threatened by finger-removal jinxes wasn’t enough for them, because they turned their speed to a crawl.
But now it was too late, according to her watch. Being the type that preferred to not show up at all over arriving late, Cara quickly turned on her heels and headed back towards the common room. She knew what the chapter was on that they were learning about, and would spend the rest of the normal class period memorizing it. Mostly as her own sort of punishment for skipping. Her attendance had been impeccable this term, so she wasn’t all that worried about receiving a punishment. Arriving at the entrance to the common room, Cara answered the stupidly easy riddle and hopped inside. She was almost positive that the door had asked her that one before. It really need to come up with some better ones. A first year could answer half of them no problem.
Cara crossed the room, tossing her bag onto the coffee table in front of the couch. The common room was empty; no surprise because literally everyone was either stuck behind the wall of smoke or had attempted to run through it and suffered the consequences. That type of tom-foolery was not for her. Crashing onto the couch, she leaned her head up against one of the arms, stretching her legs out in the process. The book that she needed to read for class was still in her bag, but now that she was comfortable, she didn’t really care all that much to go for it. It would be a week until she had the class again anyways, so getting it done right now wasn’t that important. Plus she had re-reading to do for the next day’s class to start later. That was just as important, if not more. Massaging her temples with her thumbs, Cara let out a dissatisfied sigh. All of these people were stupid.