Professional Approval: Mrs Norris/Death of Rats
Mrs Norris chased the rat through the corridors of Hogwarts, avoiding the various suits of armour, trick steps and idiotic students with the ease of long practice. She darted forward…
A little too late. The rat scrambled into a hole on the wall and there was a final-sounding Snap.
A tiny rat skeleton in a black-hooded robe materialised beside the bewildered cat. It walked through the wall (not deigning to bend down to enter the rat-hole), and emerged a second later.
Mrs Norris gently licked its tiny snout.
Sadly, skeletons can’t blush… but the Death of Rats would have. Perhaps.
A little too late. The rat scrambled into a hole on the wall and there was a final-sounding Snap.
A tiny rat skeleton in a black-hooded robe materialised beside the bewildered cat. It walked through the wall (not deigning to bend down to enter the rat-hole), and emerged a second later.
Mrs Norris gently licked its tiny snout.
Sadly, skeletons can’t blush… but the Death of Rats would have. Perhaps.