Though tired the next morning, both teens managed to climb out of their beds, get themselves ready and head down together to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Dropping somewhat bonelessly onto the bench, Harry groaned, "I feel like I got stomped on by a hippogriff."
"Eat," Hermione demanded. "Just nothing too heavy. You need brain food, so I recommend eating at least one banana and carrying one on you in case you get hungry before the next break."
"Double Charms," Harry muttered. "I don't think Professor Flitwick is going to allow me to munch on banana during class."
"He might," she said. "Especially if you tell him you have an exam to sit before lunch."
Harry eventually added a banana to his breakfast and stuffed another in his pocket. It would not hurt to carry it.
When the mail arrived and on top of the Daily Prophet he received a couple items. After scanning them first, he read them.
One was from Samuel Greengrass. From the tone of the letter, Harry could almost feel the gratitude oozing off the page. If Ted had not contacted him that day, he'd be contacting Ted. He wanted this done with all haste.
The second was from Ted, thereby rendering his first thought moot.
It was a copy of a standard Concubine Bond Agreement, but with the amendments Ted thought Harry wanted. He wanted Harry to read it and, if there was something he specifically wanted to not be included, he was to send him a message by house elf as soon as he could.
He also said that, even if he didn't receive news from Harry, he'd be contacting Lord Greengrass this day to set up an appointment. He hoped to have that appointment within the next week.
Harry thought, from the tone of Greengrass's letter, he'd be lucky to hold the man off from wanting it immediately.
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Riddle was furious. He had just finished reading the article in that morning's Daily Prophet that stated Potter was back at Hogwarts, safe and sound. MacNair had failed him.
"Wormtail!" he wheeze-yelled.
The ugly, dumpy man quickly scurried in and asked, "Y-yes, Master?"
"Get a message to MacNair," snarled the homunculus "He is to be before me no later than the sixth hour after noon; tonight!"
"Y-yes, Master!" Pettigrew was quick to reply, before he hurried back out of the room.
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As a class with a Professor who wasn't new to staff, in Charms they only had a short period of revision before they moved onto new material. However, Flitwick also warned them they were now operating under an accelerated learning curve, as they were doing work they should have done six weeks earlier.
Neither Harry nor Hermione had any problems with that. And Neville, with his new wand, was almost vibrating in his seat next to Hermione in anticipation.
Glancing to him, Harry quietly chuckled.
One of the first they tried was the Summoning Charm, Accio. It seems they were working in reverse order, as that was the last charm they were working on before the first task.
The Professor had set up a series of small cushions under the desk and began asking students to attempt to summon them. As they were all in the first row, they were among the first to try.
When it was Neville's turn, he looked with almost anticipation before he firmly intoned, "Accio cushion!" And all dozen or so of them flew straight at the boy.
As Harry tried to dive under the bench he heard Hermione give a little "Eep!" sound and saw Neville look almost horrified before all of them hit the three of them with some force.
Harry was lucky enough to have ducked far enough under the bench only to be tagged by a single cushion that clipped his shoulder, while both Hermione and Neville found themselves knocked back off their stools and onto the floor behind from the force of the hits.
"Oh, I say!" exclaimed the Professor.
Chuckling to himself, Harry was able to help Hermione to her feet again as Neville scrambled to his, looking both sheepish and smug.
While the rest of the class were apparently stunned by the power the boy demonstrated, Harry already knew what the likely outcome was - he remembered about the mass stunning of the owls before they left for the unanticipated long break. It was why he was quick to duck under the desk.
Hermione then grabbed one of the cushions - one that had remained on their desk - by a corner and gave the sandy-haired boy a whack with it.
"Neville!" she snapped. "Haven't you got all that power under control yet?" Then gave him another couple of whacks.
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