Perhaps it was because he was now so busy, what with teaching basic martial arts to tonks and Neville every morning for practice 5 evenings a week on top of all his homework, but Ryan could hardly believe it when he realized that he'd already been at Hogwarts two months. The time felt like it was just flying by. His lessons, too, were becoming more and more interesting now that they had mastered the basics. He learned some really nasty combat curses in his spare time at history class like diffindo the cutting curse defodio the piercing curse and the bone breaker ossifrag he was having difficulty learning the higher level ribbon cutting curse which was a sickly pink spell that was much larger area of effect than diffindo and the higher level osspramium the bone exploding curse which was a nice dark purple.On Halloween morning they woke to the delicious smell of baking pumpkin wafting through the corridors. Even better, Professor Flitwick announced in Charms that he thought they were ready to start making objects fly, something they had all been dying to try since they'd seen him make Neville's toad zoom around the classroom. Professor Flitwick put the class into pairs to practice. Ron, was to be working with Hermione Granger just like the book. It was hard to tell whether Ron or Hermione was angrier about this. She hadn't spoken to any of them since the day Harry's broomstick had arrived Now, don't forget that nice wrist movement we've been practicing!" squeaked Professor Flitwick, perched on top of his pile of books as usual. "Swish and flick, remember, swish and flick. And saying the magic words properly is very important, too -- never forget Wizard Baruffio, who said 's' instead of 'f' and found himself on the floor with a buffalo on his chest."Ron, at the next table, wasn't having much luck.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" he shouted, waving his long arms like a windmill.
"You're saying it wrong," Ryan heard Hermione snap. "It's Wing- gar -dium Levi- o -sa, make the 'gar' nice and long.You do it, then, if you're so clever," Ron snarled. Hermione rolled up the sleeves of her gown, flicked her wand, and said, "Wingardium Leviosa!" Their feather rose off the desk and hovered about four feet above their heads.
"Oh, well done!" cried Professor Flitwick, clapping. "Everyone see here, Miss Granger's done it!" Ron was in a very bad mood by the end of the class."It's no wonder no one can stand her," Ron said to Harry as they pushed their way into the crowded corridor, "she's a nightmare, honestly." Hermione knocked into Ryan as She hurried past him. Harry caught a glimpse of her face -- and was startled to see that she was in tears.
"I think she heard you."
"So?" said Ron,"She must've noticed she's got no friends." Ryan sighed and Said "Ron it's not polite be be a dick and make girls cry should I have your sister tell your mom?" Ron panicked he didn't know Ryan was keeping in contact with his sister. Ryan had kept his word and made sure that he sent ginny at least one message a week and have even got her Harry's autograph much to his displeasure. "no please don't I'll apologize later I swear." Ryan just looked at him. the girls were none to pleased either Ron had basically zero manners ever never did homework ate like a pig and was loud and whiney. he was a menace to be partnered with in any class they have had the misfortune of learning this first hand honestly Ryan had no idea how he would ever graduate with anything but a poor in classes.
Hermione didn't turn up for the next class and wasn't seen all afternoon. Ryan skipped going to the great hall for the feast and started slowly making his way through the castle to the girls restroom the girls looked at him curiously but headed to the great hall.
Ryan sniffed and a foul stench reached his nostrils, a mixture of old socks and the kind of public toilet no one seems to clean.And then he heard it -- a low grunting, and the shuffling footfalls of gigantic feet. at the end of a passage to the left, something huge was moving toward him. he shrank into the shadows and watched as it emerged into a patch of moonlight.It was a horrible sight. Twelve feet tall, its skin was a dull, granite gray, its great lumpy body like a boulder with its small bald head perched on top like a coconut. It had short legs thick as tree trunks with flat, horny feet. The smell coming from it was incredible. It was holding a huge wooden club, which dragged along the floor because its arms were so long The troll stopped next to a doorway and peered inside. It waggled its long ears, making up its tiny mind, then slouched slowly into the room then he heard a high, petrified scream -- and it was coming from the bathroom it just entered he was a little late to the party but mustered up his courage and rushed in.Hermione Granger was shrinking against the wall opposite, looking as if she was about to faint. The troll was advancing on her, knocking the sinks off the walls as it went. Ryan needed to distract it from the poor girl and fired off a reduction curse towars the trolls club blowing it to pieces not the smartest move cause he got hit with a bit of wood shrapnel cutting his cheek. the troll looked down at his broken club in confusion while it was slightly distracted. now it's fucking crunch time boys do or die these next few moments are absolutely imperative to my continued survival as a living legend he loudly shouted his next spell with unhindered focus "YEET!" he pulled out one of Hagrids rock cakes and lobbed it at the troll getting it right in the eye.