HP between you and me- prt 7Samantha pushed the round, green vegetables across her plate. She wasnt all that hungry anymore. Meanwhile, at the other end of the table, Lockhart had pulled out a small mirror and placed it in front of himself. Snape gave him one disapproving look and muttered something unintelligible. The mirror cracked, and Lockhart frowned.
My mirror broke. He had a knack for pointing out the obvious, it seemed. No matter! Fixum reflectum! He pointed his wand at the cracked glass. McGonagall, who sat near enough to hear the nonsensical attempt at a spell, rolled her eyes. Of course nothing happened, and Lockhart looked very confused.
Perhaps you didnt correctly execute the movement. Snape suggested, a haughty sneer curling his lips.
Thank you, Prof. Snape, but I can handle this myself, he said.
Of course you can.
After several other foolish and failed attempts t