The sun shines through the barrier

“Poking Ron with the pointy end of my ruler.”

“Firstly, both ends of rulers are pointy, and secondly, why?”

“To make him talk gibberish again. But I’m trying to make him say it loud enough for the professor to give a start which will start off a complex trap I have created which will eventually result in him dangling off the top of the building, covered in a clever concoction of honey, tar, flour, egg yolk and Snape’s deodorant, with Cornish pixies clawing around all over him and a dragon constantly breathing fire at him."

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