Nigel picked himself up with the help of West. It was not easy with his arm hurting every time he moved. Nigel listened to West ramble on. Silently thanking him because it made him not focus on the pain.

"Thanks, The spell is awesome. I can't imagine how the pain would be without it."

He also wished his arm was perfect for Quidditch even though he did not make the team this term. HE thought a break was in order to focus on his studies. He was a Ravenclaw and was expected to get good grades

"Pretty bad, probably. I can show you later if you want. I bet you'll be better at it than me, since you're a 'claw and all." West said. "And its not far to the Hospital wing. Its just down the corridor. erm.... let me get my stuff. Did you have any stuff here?" West grabbed his own things from the chest, not bothering to change out of wet weather gear. Broken arms were waaay more important.

"Maybe, when my arm is better and "Really the hospital wing is only down the corridor". Nigel had no idea the hospital wing was so close. Maybe his luck was improving. He then took another look at his arm. Or Maybe not.

Nigel had to think about West's next question. He did remember bring his bag in here. "Yeah I have my bag"He looked around and saw it in a tree. Nigel walks slowly to it and puts it on his right shoulder. He could careless that his shoes were in his bag and he was barefoot. He was just ready to go to the hospital wing.

"I think I'm ready now"

next post hospital wing?
 

"Okay come on. Let me carry that." West said, and helped the Ravenclaw out of the Irie room and started down the corridor.

"Bye, Professor." He added as an afterthought on the way out.

It would be fiiiiine. Healer Tillstorm was super nice, and she'd fix Nigel up in a second.

Oh, thank Merlin! Someone had heard her! Emmanuelle looked up at the person who had saved her and saw that it was one of the younger Slytherins. How embarrassing. Welp, at least , if it had to be a younger year saving her, it was one from her own house. The whole situation would have been that much MORE embarrassing if her rescuer had been from one of the other houses.

"I'm fine, thanks," she replied, taking the offered hand and pulling herself up. "Nothing seems broken this time, at least."

Gideon
 

Vivi hung on a bit too tightly, but she was soon on her feet and only swaying a littttttle bit. Not much to speak of. Barely at all. What was he on about? Of course trees didn't bleed. Was he suffering from some bout of crazy-talk?

"See?" No. She couldn't see. It was still so bright out, and there was water in her eyes from the storm. Probably some sand too, right? "I got house points, Gideon Gert."

FYI. In case he didn't know. She'd thank the professor... later. When it was less bright. Vivi did WAAAAAAAAAVE at the professor, although waving made the pulse in her fingers pound a bit and she felt like she might throw up from the exertion.

"I'm very smart, Gideon Gertrude Gert. I'm a flipping genius. Can we sit down soon? It's so hot." She nudged him forward. It wasn't that she didn't want healing, it was that she liked being able to show off battle wounds. That was totally normal, wasn't it? "Don't tell my mother."

Coco and Professah! :3
 

Are you dead too?

Beezus raised an eyebrow at her Captain. HAD HE GONE COCONUT?! Of course she wasn't dead, neither was he. Dang. That coconut really really REALLY got him in the head. Making a face, she said, "Are you out of your Quaffle? We're not dead. We're very much alive." Nod. Nod.

Then she crawled off to where the Professor was, stopping beside the woman's feet. "Professor, I don't need patching up." She was fine. She could stand and walk. But she was a tad too tired just yet to do that, so she'd stick with the crawling for now. "It's him who needs SERIOUS patching up." Beezus pointed towards the Ravenclaw Captain.

Don't worry Milton, Professor Bellaire will save you!

Oh, and byeeeeeeeeeee to those leaving already.

*waves*

Was he alright? No he wasnt alright. But he nodded his head anyway, or at least a vague semblance of it, as he was still shaking like a leaf when he struggled to get up, fell, and finally clawed his way up the Gryffindor Prefect to stand unsteadily on his legs.

His next thought of course was that his sensation of suffocating seems to be fading. Was it because he has gotten out of the debris-tomb? But he can now feel the gentle breeze against his face-- which likely meant the spell that he wrapped around his skin has faded away too.





Vickers was still a bit catatonic and therefore didnt understand a word that the Professor said, but he was aware enough of the motion of many students exiting the classroom. Thats all the prompting he needed really. He had to get out of this demon-room stat. And no keys to this place is as good a reward as could possibly be in his condition.

No goodbyes. No checking on others. No waiting to be patched up. Its all about exit, stage left.

Kurumi bit her lip as Vickers got to his feet, not believing his nod - or whatever it was - for a minute. Especially with the way he was struggling to stand, but before she could offer him more help he was moving towards the rest of the class and the professor. At least he was no longer under a pile of heavy sand, right?

Might as well follow the rest of the class now, right?

Kurumi took a small step and felt her back crack and tighten and it felt like someone had tied all of her back muscles up into one giant knot around her lower back on the right side. Wincing suddenly, Kurumi hunched over and held her hand against her back. Must have been from being pressed against the tree for a majority of the storm.

And it hurt!
Hobbling over to the rest of the class, Kurumi was just in time for Professor Bellaire to begin her announcement.

o_______________O

Kurumi's jaw sort of dropped as she looked at the professor - which made her unfortunately miss the smile that Sarah had flashed in her direction. 30 points...really?! Not that Kurumi wasn't appreciative of them, Gryffindor could always use more house points, but she was just...following instructions. Don't let the younger students die.

Surprisingly, or maybe not surprisingly, Kurumi was glad that someone else had earned the same - although she didn't see why the younger students got an additional 10 points. It made her feel a little less awkward.

Eventually closing her mouth, Kurumi glanced around at all the injured and sort of...was in shock that Professor Bellaire wasn't summoning the Healer right away. Especially when people like Milton had been knocked unconscious, that one younger Ravenclaw had a bone sticking in a certain direction that it really shouldn't, Vivi was bleeding...everyone had SOMETHING going on.

Kurumi was injured and she could feel it now that the adrenaline from the task was wearing off, but she would rather have the Healer take a look at her than the Charms professor. No offense.

"T-Thank you, Professor Bellaire," Kurumi said in a somewhat shaking voice, finding herself unable to bow at the moment thanks to her back. What was she going to do with the key to this room though?

Kat wondered why the older Slytherin was blushing. Did Kat just do something embarrassing or something? At least the older student was safe and okay. Merlin knows what might've happened if the older Snake was never rescued there. The thought... is unnerving.

"You're welcome," Kat smiled.

*reads* yeeeah...locking this place up for now
 

Professor Bellaire nodded at the comments here and there and watched as the class emptied of all the uninjured students and apparently the ones with defective hearing since one left anyways. She shrugged. That was fine by her too as long as he was going to get patched up.

She turned to the ones who remained and gave each one a drop of the potion then sent them on their way.

As for her little helpers, she thanked them too then followed behind them as they exited, locking the door behind her.