'How are those two doing out there? '

Fred shrugged, craning his neck around a mountain 's worth of ungraded essays stacked on top of Quirrell 's desk. 'Guess Squirrelly Quirrell-y is closer to entering his office than we thought. ' He hummed. 'Sure 'are a lot of essays here. Kid wasn 't joking! '

George hummed in passive agreement as he mentally rolled over their plan. Now that they 'd snuck into their professor 's office with Ron and Dazai outside distracting Quirrell, the next step was... 'Well, we should hurry up then. '

Nodding, Fred withdrew his wand from his cloak. Beside him, George did the same. They each pointed their wands at the massively tall stacks of ungraded 'student 'essays. With a swish, a flick, and a few muttered phrases, their magic was cast.

At once, the papers burst into life! They took to the air, flutter and flapping about like paper swallows circling the desk.

Fred beamed. 'Animating the essays so Quirrell can 't catch them ' '