One terrible hangover later, and I think I’m ready to give this another go.

Only two classes left: Broom Flight Class and History of Magic. History of Magic is boring, so I’ll do that last. Might as well get the fun part out of the way first.

I assume that the Broom Flight Class is in the Quidditch Stadium, which I came across while hunting for herbs.

Lolnope! Once again it’s in a completely arbitrary location – this time being a circle of “path”. Sure thing. I actually stumbled across this completely by accident when heading to the stadium.


Four Gryffindors and one Slytherin? Quite the class.

Harry manages to pick up his broom pretty fast, because he is a pro. Malfoy follows soon after. Neville has a go, and well…


Who else but Neville?!

He comes back down to the ground with quite a bounce. Madam Hooch warns everyone to not go flying by themselves! That would be silly, none of them know how to fly anyway! Malfoy, of course, takes this as an opportunity to take Neville’s Rememberall and fly off.


You’ll regret challenging me, Malfoy! Just you wait until I work out how to fly this broom!

It’s time to take flight, and be the brave hero Neville needs.


Hitting the green bushes slows me down. Lucky I can manoeuvre between them easily!

Alternatively, I could partake in a lame, spaceship-laser-fun-less version of Defender. How disappointing. And slow. Really slow. Although, not as slow as Malfoy, since I catch up to him fairly quickly.

Landing back on solid ground, Madam Hooch is furious.


What exactly? Stop a thief, fly on a broom…?

Uh oh. Before I go back over to her, Neville gives Harry his Rememberall. That gift from his Grandmother. Just gave it away. How inconsiderate.


These are definitely terrible word play. Not a doubt in my mind any longer.

Time to bite the bullet and speak to Madam Hooch about the breaking of that one rule she had.

Please be kind!


Uhhhhhhhhhhh

R-Reward? What? Why?

Now, I realise that Harry is rewarded in the source material for breaking the rules at this juncture (and all others for the rest of his school career, but I digress), but McGonagall had ulterior motives! Madam Hooch has absolutely no reason, not in the source material and certainly not here, to be congratulating Harry for breaking the rules.


I don’t know why there are flying statues. ~Hogwarts~

So here we are, chasing owls and getting House Points for being bad.


Come on now. That is bad.

History of Magic time.

~Many moons later~

I find that Professor Binns is asleep. Thank goodness! If he had been awake, he’d have been terribly annoyed that it took me so long to get here from Broom Flight Class! Especially with that unneeded owl chasing.

Binns wakes up and starts babbling to Harry about his father and Wizard Cards. Apparently James Potter was also an avid collector. There’s a factoid for you! Binns wants the Circe card for some reason, and lo and behold, Harry knows of a shady guy in Diagon Alley who has it.


Go on, leave the school without permission from your legal guardians!

What? No, game. I demand answers. How is it already half term? I have been to six classes! Six! Certainly, they took what feels like a lifetime to get round to each of them and complete their nonsense tasks – but it has definitely not been four months. No. I refuse.

…Ugh.

Hagrid is waiting outside the classroom, for some reason. These people just follow Harry around like vultures. It seems that he has an important task to do.


Not horklumps?! (I forget what horklumps are, but obviously this can be nothing but bad!)

Oh well, that’s okay. I guess we can do this later…


Wow Hagrid. Just… wow.

Or you can be completely terrible and show an eleven year old boy how to not deal with responsibilities. Those horklumps will have destroyed the castle by the time you get back! “Oh, I ‘ad to take Harry ‘ere to Diagon Alley, Professor Dumbledore!” I don’t think that’ll fly as a good excuse for some reason. Although, to be fair, Dumbledore will probably be coming with us as the number two member of the Harry fan club.

Right. In Diagon Alley, I find the shady dealer fairly quickly. He is happy to know of his reputation.


Ah, just the untrustworthy character I was looking for!

He tells me that I need to go into Gringotts and get the card from his vault. Reusing old dungeons already, eh? Well, it is to be expected. Luckily, I’m not wandering around too long as his vault is the first one I happen across! Hooray!

Aaaaand there’s a boss fight inside.


This guy are tough.

Rats again! I am glad they are getting inventive with their enemies. These ones are a slightly different shade of yellow than the previous! (Note: I don’t remember what colour the first boss rat was, do not correct me.)
I take him down with relative ease (read: I didn’t get my ass handed to me) and receive my reward.


Circe better be the best damned Wizard Card ever

Back to the shady cloaked man to return his vault key, and back to Hogwarts with me. Thank goodness. I hope to never see the inside of Gringotts again.

But wait…!


Dun dun dunnnnnnnnn

What creepy foreshadowing is this! I am excited to find out.

Professor Binns thanks me for all the hard work I put into finding the card and tells me I can keep it! How nice, letting Harry have a memento of his father.


I… don’t get it.


Yet more time passes. Something like 6 months, probably.

It is time for dinner. One dinner per term is pretty steep. Don’t know if I could handle that.

Malfoy struts over, apparently still sore over that Broom Flying lesson. As he should be, he got told. Or shown. Whatever, he was just pretty terrible all round.


No fisticuffs!

A wizard duel, eh? I can take him down. I’ve battled rats and suits of armour! Nothing frightens me! Not even Hermione Granger’s nagging!


Just have these… manly urges! You don’t get it, Hermione.

Yeah, yeah. Get over it, girl. I’ve got some ego to stroke.

That night, Ron and Harry plan to sneak out. When suddenly!


YOU!!!

Trying to shake her off, we escape the common room. That’s not enough though, as she follows us out the portrait hole.


Seriously. You’re like a bad penny.

After some more nagging, she turns her nose up at the boys’ thoughtless antics. Thank god, amirite. Go back to bed, woman.

Unfortunately this happens.


I’ll bet she goes wandering. ~wink~

Then Neville shows up.


Yeah, somewhere. Better keep this vague despite being very vocal about it earlier.

It’s okay though, he’ll just stay here and-


Dammit guys, I don’t have time for your crap.

Ugh. How are you supposed to have a polite wizards duel with all these nincompoops around? Malfoy won’t wait forever. Actually, hold on a second, where did Malfoy say he’d meet me?

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