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I love this photo of Tom Holland because he looks like a kid thatβs been listening to his racist relatives argue over Christmas dinner for the last half hour:
him and that frog are about to go off
brain: u gotta beβ¦ The Bestβ’
me: ok so weβll work hard then?
brain: no work⦠only Best.
jk rowling: It was never mentioned but Snape always had a pet horse that followed him around everywhere .It was not written because he just never mentioned it ,but the horse was definitely there
me learning a language: wow! this is so easy!
verb conjugation:
In case anyone is having a bad night:
Here is the fudgiest brownie in a mug recipe Iβve found
Here are some fun sites
Here is a master post of Adventure Time episodes and comics
Here is a master post of movies including Disney and Studio Ghibli
Here is a master post of other master posts to TV shows and movies
*tucks you in with fuzzy blanket* *pats your head*
Youβll be okay, friend <3
yβall ever have those lines in songs where, when they finally sing it, ur heart just goes !!!!! and you become very happy because that one line in particular is just so wonderfully and artfully crafted?? like sometimes itβs the tune, sometimes itβs the lyrics, sometimes itβs a key change, sometimes itβs a long note, sometimes itβs something hard to explain!! i live for these lines tbh, sometimes iβll listen to particular songs just to hear a specific line lmao
That was a long 12 years for Wormtail.
Can you imagine how differently their lives wouldβve gone if Ron, in trying to transfigure Scabbers, had actually transfigured him back into a human? Just take a moment to imagine McGonagallβs reaction if Peter Pettigrew had abruptly appeared in her classroom from Ronald Weasleyβs rat. Take a moment.
Or if Ron had fucked it up a little worse and couldnβt get βScabbersβ back and McGonagall had take him to disenchant him and next thing we know thereβs a naked Peter Pettigrew sitting on McGonagallβs desk and the kids in that class learn six new swear words, a hex they will never dare to use, and a fear of Minerva McGonagallβs wrath that will be with them until the day they die.
Ten and twenty years later first years are being pulled aside and warned never mess around in Transfiguration seriously the last time a kid mucked something up in that class Professor McGonagall used two semi-legal hexes, took down a Death Eater and sabotaged the rise of the Dark Lord before Potter had time to get his wand out.
What most of Hogwarts learned first on that otherwise-unexceptionable day was that Professor McGonagall could sure scream loud.
Professor Flitwickβs Charms 5th-year Charms class was close enough to catch the full effect, and the door had been left open besides; en masse the students recoiled with shock and a miscast Hiccuping Charm broke one of the windows (out which the entire flock of ravens they were practicing on escaped to the Forbidden Forest where they only had to worry about centaurs, rather than annoying young humans with wands).
Up in the Divination Tower, Sibyl Trelawny preened over her foresight to have warned her students of an unprecedented catastrophe likely to occur before the hour was out.
Out in Greenhouse Five, a NEWT-level Herbology class looked up in puzzlement, and most of them were subsequently bitten by the Venomous Tentaculae they were attempting to propagate. It does not do to ignore a Venomous Tentacula when youβre prodding at its intimate parts with a cotton ball held in tweezers, so the class was cancelled while two-thirds of the students headed for the infirmary and the rest of them headed into the castle because if they stayed with the Venomous Tentaculae theyβd be outnumbered, and nobody wants that.
And down in the dungeons, Professor Snape turned away from comparing Lee Jordanβs Pepper-Up Potion to spoiled cream at what sounded like a woman screaming from the entrance hall. At the second scream, he ordered the class to remain where they were and behave, sweeping out of the room just in time to miss Theodore Nott suddenly jumping up and yelping as if someone had put a crocodile heart down the back of his robes.
Fred Weasley stepped back from the unfortunate Slytherin, shared a smirk with his twin, and stuck his head out the door to make sure Snape had rounded the corner before leading the way out of the classroom.
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Back in the Transfiguration classroom, about four minutes ago, it had started innocently enough. Ron Weasley, possessed of a broken wand and a lurking suspicion that most of the familyβs magical talent had been soaked up by his siblings before he was around to get any, had attempted to turn his pet rat, Scabbers, into a teacup.
Scabbers had not become a teacup.
Scabbers, blast his useless furry little backside, had become a furry, vaguely teacup-shaped monstrosity out of which absolutely no one would have been tempted to drink, and to make matters worse, he still had a tail.
It was moving.
Harry was hiding a smile behind his hand. Dean and Seamus werenβt even trying to hide, elbowing each other and laughing. Parvati and Lavender were looking with disgust and horror at either Scabbers or him, and Hermione was opening her mouth, no doubt ready to tell himΒ exactly what heβd done wrong.
Which only made it worse that he really thought heβd done everything right this time.
He snatched Scabbers off the desk (eww, the base of the cup had the same texture as rat feet) and turned away from Hermione. He made the wand movement again, picturing in his mind the way McGonagall had demonstrated it. βErreverto.β
βErreverto. Erreverto.Β Erreverto.β
It didnβt work. It didnβt work when Professor McGonagall stopped by and gave Hermione two points for Gryffindor for getting the spell perfect in both directions. It didnβt work when Harry made his successful transfiguration (Ron looked; the pattern was a little bit furry but it was definitely a teacup). Ronβs lips formed the shape of a word that wouldβve made his mother box his ears had she heard it and attempted the reverse transfiguration, which didnβt work either.
Finally, faced not only with the indignity of failure but the threat of Scabbers being stuck like that, heβd gone up to Professor McGonagallβs desk.
βUm, Professor?β
Professor McGonagall looked up from the paper she was grading and looked from him to the squirming teacup. βProblems, Mr. Weasley?β
βUm, yeah, Professor. I canβt get it to work in either direction and itβs not fair to Scabbers to make him stay as a teacup just because I canβt do a spell right and can you maybe β¦Β ?β
βI suppose so, Mr. Weasley,β she said, and waved her wand in theΒ exact manner Ron had been doing all along.
Nothing happened.
Professor McGonagall looked very, very puzzled.
βNow thatβs odd,β she said softly.
As one, the other students rose from their seats and quietly moved closer.
She did not attempt the transfiguration in the other direction. Instead, she made a complex motion with her wand and murmured an incantation that possibly only Hermione recognized. The teacup squeaked. Professor McGonagall looked more puzzled than ever, and made a sweeping wand movement that ended with a sharp jab and uttered, βArcanumΒ finite!β
And there was a loud bang, and there was a pale, pudgy, and very naked man sprawled out on her desk, and she jumped back hard enough to knock her chair into the wall andΒ screamed.
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Having taught a particularly rigorous course of magical study to children and teens for quite some time now, Minerva McGonagall had become accustomed to certain things. Students who didnβt listen. Students who did rude things to the mice when they thought she wasnβt looking. Students who accidentally turned a frog or a raven into a flock of starlings or a school of strange slimy South American fish (and tried to solve the immediate problem by filling the classroom with two feet of water, neglecting to consider the gap under the door). Students who tried to transfigure their noses into a more appealing shape and wound up in the hospital wing regrowing their nostrils.
Naked men on her desk was something Minerva McGonagall had never had an occasion to get used to. What made it worse was that she recognized this one, and heβd been dead for more than a decade.
Inferius!Β was her first thought, followed shortly thereafter byΒ Animagus,Β which collided withΒ Peter Pettigrew!Β and produced the utterly horrifying thought ofΒ what if all four of them were Animagi? which didnβt bear thinking about at all, so her brain jumped toΒ if he wasnβt killed by a Dark Wizard then why didnβt he say so?Β and realized there was only one possible explanation why, and about that time her eyes registered that parts of Peter Pettigrew she really doesnβt want to know about were flopping about in front of her face, and she was screaming as she jumped back.
The flow of invective which followed somehow failed to surprise her one bit. Some part of her registered, peripherally, the shocked faces of her students, but most of her attention was directed at Peter Pettigrew, who at very least faked his own death and at worst framed Sirius Black andΒ if Black didnβt betray the Potters then who β¦ did.Β And the words poured out of her, filthy English and filthier Latin while Pettigrew squirmed on the table, his face rage and guilt and fear and something shifty and contemptible, and he turned to look at the stunned students and lunged for Ron Weasleyβs wand.
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Severus Snape had reached the Entrance Hall by the time the scream died away and the invective replaced it. He almost smirked, amid the alarm; of all the things heβd never expected to hear from Minerva McGonagall β¦ he took the stairs two at a time, still not noticing the students who followed.
He did notice the Herbology class, which had stopped on the way to the Infirmary and were staring transfixed in the direction of the Transfiguration classroom, but pushed his way through them, getting Venomous Tentacula pollen all over his robes in the process.
From the other end of the corridor came Professor Flitwickβs Charms class, with Professor Flitwick bringing up the rear and pushing his way between students.
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Ron looked stunned as the man whoβd been his pet rat snatched the wand from his hand; Professor McGonagalβs expression shifted to one beyond fury and when the entire class recoiled, it wasnβt from the naked man with the wand.
βLaedo!β Minerva McGonagall roared.
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Ron Weasleyβs wand cast a Splintering Curse many years beyond its rightful ownerβs abilities, and it did Peter Pettigrew the poor favor of eliminating the door, which might have slowed him down a bit.
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Severus Snape flailed and skidded to a halt as the Transfiguration classroomβs door shattered. He stepped back just in time, and stared, jaw dropped in shock, as a naked man he recognized from his school days flew past him and bellyflopped against the wall, bounced, and collapsed to the ground just in time to avoid the βExitium!β which followed and vaporized an impresive chunk of the castleβs stone wall.
Fred and George and Lee Jordan, determined to stay at the front of the crowd, had been pushed almost against Professor Snape by their fellow Potions classmates and some pollen-coated Hufflepuffs. Fred squirmed aside hastily as Professor McGonagall appeared in the doorway, the look on her face so utterly livid that Professors Snape and Flitwick both reflexively stepped back.
Snape tripped over Georgeβs foot and fell against a knot of Hufflepuffs, releasing another cloud of pollen and knocking them backwards. Pettigrew saw his opportunity and took it, scrambling to his feet, stumbling sideways, and launching himself towards the gap.
And Minerva McGonagall made a thrust with her wand and said, βPerdo.β
In the very loud silence which followed, Filius Flitwick squeaked, βThe Splinching Charm, Minerva?β
She mightβve looked embarrassed for a moment, and then she smiled as she looked down at Pettigrew, who lay on his belly, his arms and legs lying akimbo some distance away.
βUnorthodox,β she said, βbut useful in a pinch. If someone would inform the Headmaster, and send an owl to the Ministryβ-not Fudge, not Crouch, someone competentβ-Shacklebolt, perhaps. Students, return to your classrooms, please. Mr. Weasley, Iβm very sorry, but I do believe itβs impossible to return you your rat. However, the zero I was going to have to give you for the dayβs work is entirely undeserved, as you were not transfiguring a normal rat. You may make the lesson up any time this week.β
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The story was, of course, much embellished by the time it reached all the students. Versions of it had the intruder peppering Snape with a Glitter Hex or transfiguring Ronβs rat into a pair of boxers, and people had to be disabused of the notion that it had been Voldemort whoβd been hiding as a rat all this time.
Snape gave both Weasley twins detention for tripping him, and took forty-seven points total from Gryffindor over the next few weeks for various pretend-subtle pollen references.
Kingsley Shacklebolt showed up with a team of Aurors in time to meet Professor Dumbledore; the Wizengamot launched an investigation into the events surrounding the Pottersβ murder; the results turned into a scandal which saw the release of Sirius Black and the forced resignation of both Director Bartemious Crouch and Minister Cornelius Fudge. Director of Magical Law Enforcement Amelia Bones was confirmed as Minister of Magic shortly thereafte, and the Daily Prophet reported that Sirius Black (βGodfather to the Boy-Who-Lived!β βFramed, Abandoned, Condemned to Living Hell!β βHeart-Wrenching: His Release In Pictures, Page 17!β) was considering applying for a teaching position at Hogwarts, βbut just for a year, Iβve been cursed enough for one lifetime.β (βTheΒ Prophet reminds its readers that the so-called βcurseβ on a certain Hogwarts teaching position is almost certainly a mere string of coincidences.β)
And, Minerva thought with relish some months later, it was almost three weeks before anyone attempted messing around in her class.
A personal record.
Iβve probably reblogged this before but Iβm going to do it again right now
I think this is literally the best au this entire fandom has produced
Iβve only seen this legendary bit of writing in memes and screenshots. I feel so blessed to see it in person.
Beautiful, simply beautiful!
Reblogging my own post because a) itβs my damn horn and Iβll blow it if I want to, and b) I just (finally!) cross-posted this to Archive Of Our Own, so if anybody wants to go read it over there, here it is.
YESSSSSSS!Β
Love it!!
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DDAENG - BTS PROM PARTY
CAUSE EVERY TIME WE TOUCH I GET THIS FEELING
EVERY TIME WE KISS I SWEAR I COULD FLY
CANβT U FEEL MY HEART BEAT FAST, I WANT THIS TO LAST
NEED YOU BY MY SIDE
This is the closest gif that can really capture the utter chaotic energy that is released when people hear this song
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wack.
it says so right there in my bio textbook i would never lie to youΒ
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Happy New Year, BTS. May you do well this year. Continue to be healthy, happy, and most importantly, remember that you are loved by ARMYs everywhere around the world.