The next day in class was not at all good in any sort of way. Everyone got with a partner and started casting spells at each other to practice the right things to cast at the centaur's and the right wand movement for it, too. As you can imagine it was a terrible sight.

"Hey, Gryffindor! I challenge you to a duel!" Hollered an evil Slytherin boy.

He walked a little closer. 

"Loser has to steal something from the head master's office."

"Why would I do something that stupid?"

"Because you are Embree. Stupid is your middle name."

"Shove off Tom Idiot Walshi" Kyle said furiously.

"Hold on. The head master is my dad so I could easily just tell him right now and get you in a lot of trouble."

"If you tell I could set my evilness level to Satan" glared Tom.

"Can you excuse us for just a second, please." Embree said pushing the lot of her friends away.

"What do think I should do? Should I do it?"

"Yeah sure if you're insane! Don't listen to Tom."

"Sure." Said the others.

You have got to be kidding me! I should just stop giving my opinion about your people's problems! You know, one day I might not be here." Kyle thought aloud furiously.