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Moaning_Myrtle 
Still in her sing-songy mood, Myrtle flew out of her bathroom and down the second floor corridor, spying little heads and hearing little voices in the Arithmancy classroom, even though it was like midnight dark.
Oooh, what was that? Was that a box? Were all the kiddies' eyes closed? YIPPPEEEEE! Myrtle swooped in through the door and zoomed up into the box, curling herself around the soggy toilet paper so that the kids' hands would get an icy dip in addition to having to feel the lumpy paper.
She felt right at home.
No tasting this time? so what this was gonna be harder than the last one then?
As the box neared his him he reached inside and felt a sudden cold draft of air inside the box along with...something...soggy...but oddly soft? he grabbed one end of the soggy wet substance and began pulling it out.
"Professor how much toilet paper did you waste?"