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Defence Against the Dark Arts sounded like it was going to be a BRILLIANT lesson. Full of ACTION and EPICNESS, like one of those action-packed movies but with magic involved.
At least, those were the high hopes Phillip had for this subject.
So naturally, the boy was VERY enthusiastic about this one lesson here and had even rushed through his breakfast to get here! Yes, that's right, RUSHED BREAKFAST. But he was here soon enough, in this empty classroom that had nowhere to sit, a bunch of chalkboards and........
............... BLINK.
STARE.
BLINK.
Uh. Wide eyed, the first year STARED at the Professor. Or, well, HALF of him because the bottom half was GONE! POOF! Not believing his eyes, Phillip even walked around the man slowly, to get a good look of the disappearing act. To be honest, the Slytherin had half a mind to poke the bottom half of the professor's body just to see if it was invisible or if their professor was a weird torso!man who defended himself against the dark arts by, well, scaring them.
What? It could be true.
"Good morning, Professor," he said, staring a bit more before slowly making his way to grab a chalkboard and take a seat on the floor. This should be interesting, right?
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