Forster was doing his usual mid morning rounds. Having a free period meant he could help patrol the halls, which he was more than happy to do. He flipped his wand off-handedly as he walked down the Defense Against the Dark Arts corridor.
It was quiet down the hall, with no mid morning classes, but that was usually when trouble could happen. As he walked down, he thought he heard the sounds of yelling toward Professor Qasim’s office. Curious as to what would be causing the all the yelling, The Hufflepuff prefect crept closer to the Professor’s door. The closer he got to the door, the louder he felt his footsteps got. He started to shuffle his feet, sliding along the stone more and more toward the door...Read More