A Battle Like a Sniper

George rounded up students from a few more classrooms, and even the corridor was packed so tightly that no one could get through.

He jumped up and looked over the crowd a few times, but he did not spot Fred anywhere and could not help muttering, "Strange... where did Fred go?"

Neville's voice rang out. "Fred was taken away..."

"Taken away? Taken away by who..." George looked toward Neville at the sound. "Snape?"

"Don't tell me..." He looked again at the group around Neville. "Harry and Ron were taken away too?"

"They're all heroes!" said Seamus Finnigan, whose face was still smeared with Black Ash. "They took the punishment for me..."

Before Potions Class ended, Seamus had accidentally blown up another cauldron. Originally, he had needed to stay behind to clean the classroom and scoop out a huge barrel of frog brains;

Unexpectedly, Snape had been in the classroom and heard Fred's excited voice outside it;

So Snape had excitedly called Fred, Ron, and Harry over and made them clean the classroom in Seamus's place, as well as scoop out the frog brains.

George let out a long sigh. Even just from Seamus Finnigan's somewhat obscure description, he could imagine how delighted Snape must have been at the time.

Hogwarts Castle itself contained all kinds of magic. As Professor McGonagall made those books scatter around and transform into trees and bushes of varying heights, the classroom itself also kept expanding.

In just a few breaths, the classroom had turned into a Small Forest;

The Small Forest had everything—vines, trees, moss, and bushes. If there had been flying birds and a bewildered little deer as well, this Small Forest would have been even more full of life.

Vizet and Moody had been separated, each standing on opposite sides of the