 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
Doing the only thing that sprung to mind, she lifted her knee and smacked it right between his legs. Knowing this would only anger him, she dashed fro beneath his arm as he bent double over and howled in painly, quietly. Unable to retrieve her wand, she ran to the door and began trying to shift the plank of wood that held the door locked firmly. Budging it, grunting, she soon found it would not budge. |