~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. With some jingles from Kazmi ringing in her ears, Jude flicked to the back of the book. It was, after all, where Peeves had revealed the details of the potion were written. A quick scan of the back pages told him that the Poltergeist indeed was telling the truth. “It’s here,’’ Jude remarked, a heavy wave of relief rushing through him. Even if he had sort of grown attached to the butterflies he had the ability to summon, the sixth year was sure going to miss their presence.
Banishing the book back to the Castle was a pretty neat idea. The Hufflepuff eyed Carton. The thought of being banished did not amuse him and he immediately nodded. “Ready.’’ Wait! EVERYONE was going to cast the spell?! Was that necessary?
But the moment the group uttered the first syllable of the incantation, Jude let go of the book and watch streaks of light hit it.
Yeah.
He was safe and sound, ready to head back to his sisters, please and thanks. |