[b][color=0072bc][h2]Defense Against the Dark Arts: Professor Quinton Bellfree[/h2][/color][/b]
[b]Hufflepuff and Griffondor[/b]
Quinton is doing okay at defending himself but the trolls are pushing him back toward the woods. Nearly half the class (griffondors and hufflepuffs alike) and trying to crowd through the door.

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[h2][center][color=7bcdc8]Oliver Rivers[/color][/center][/h2]
[@Ceta de Cloyes]

Mike was right, a few quicker griffondor's had noticed and had already ran out of the class before the crowd formed, they were probably on their way down to the professor with no plan besides to help. [color=7bcdc8]"Yeah, i suppose your right."[/color] Oliver sighed, stealing a glance at the now crowded door before turning back to mike and the window. An idea flicked in his mind and a devious smile spread across his face. It was the kind that made people worry. [color=7bcdc8]"I have a better idea."[/color] he said, resting his hand on Mike's shoulder and taking one last glance back to the door where everyone else was preoccupied.

[color=7bcdc8]"Welp,"[/color] he said turning back. Without giving Mike a chance to ask any questions Olive shoved him over the window ledge, falling out with him. The words [color=7bcdc8]"arresto momentum"[/color] were already leaving his mouth as he pushed the two out, slowing their fall just before the hit the soft grass below. The stunt wasn't a particularly difficult one to do, Oliver had had to use it on more than one occasion, the real trick was knowing that people fell faster than you'd think.

Oliver gave Mike's cheek a gentle pat, before leaping to his feet. [color=7bcdc8]"Sorry bout that,"[/color] he remarked, extending his arm to help the other boy up.

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[b][color=fff200][h2]Potions: Professor Albert Cunningham[/h2][/color][/b]
[b]Ravenclaw and Slytherin[/b]
[@RumikoOhara][@Always][@The Elvenqueen]

Each of the rats esponded rather quickly to the brew, their noses beginning to twitch quicker. Megan's rat began sniffing around the handkerchief before cleaning its face. Alyssa's squirmed, trying to get free. Melani's began trying to climb up her arm, seemingly unfazed by it's near death experience. Professor Cunningham beamed. [color=fff200]"I think we know who made proper blood restorative potions everyone. Miss Stryder, miss Sprice, and yes, you to Miss Chase, don't underestimate yourself. As well as everyone else i gave a rat to, come on over here, the rest of you may leave."[/color] With that all but the few who had been given a rat left, heading to their next class, dorms or the quiditch field. [color=fff200]"I am pleased to present Miss Malanie here with one vial of invigoration drought."[/color] He held up what would be five, maybe six if stretched, doses of the blue liquid. As he handed  it to her he spoke once more [color=fff200]"Use it wisely,"[/color]

[color=fff200]"As for the rest of you, one dose each. I have vials up front go ahead and take one, then you all best be off. I'll be having a class of first years here in a few minuets."[/color] He gave everyone a plesant smile before heading to the front of the room and preparing the next lesson.