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Originally Posted by
Weasley174 
'Sure that would be awesome!' He smiled at the girl, who must be around his age, he would partner up as long as he did have to touch the snake or do anything with the snake, they were scary and horrible.
Violet smiled happily and went quickly up to where the crates were, before all the good snakes were gone. She peered into it and carefully examined all the snakes, looking them all in the eye--that was how you could tell a really good snake. She gently nudged a few out of the way, and finally she decided on just the right snake--he had a very sincere look about him. So Violet carefully reached out her hand and stroked him on top of his head, and was delighted when the snake slowly began to uncurl and slither up her forearm.
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Originally Posted by
Bazinga
Flicking her wand she pulled a poster into the air, "here is how you know what they are doing and what it means. I have copies of this poster that you can each have to do this lesson. What I would like you to do is spread out and observe your snakes for a little bit to get use to them. See what they are doing, jot down some notes, and try to read your observations. I will give you fifteen minutes with this before we move on to the main assignment for today."
"Right, Tom, I got a good one!" she called out to her partner, raising her arm a little to show him. As she proceeded back to where Tom was standing, she could hear the professor explaining what they would be doing. Oh, there were notes--she hoped Tom was copying those down, because now she had a snake on her arm and couldn't reach into her bag for her parchment.
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Originally Posted by
DaniDiNardo
Emmerson turned to the Professor.
“Surrender the treasure.” All the earlier panic left the girl, leaving only an icy anger. When she spoke next, it was in a booming voice that she—even in her most impressive fit—would not usually be able to attain. “I want it! You will return it or I will rain down destruction on this castle!”
Violet was nearly back to Tom when she heard a loud voice that sounded vaguely familiar--now where had she heard that voice before? She turned her head to look and saw Emmerson shouting at the professor--was that strange voice coming out of her? Violet had seen Emmerson do some outlandish things before, but this was more extreme than usual.