Harry stood at the entrance of Potato Chip Dipped in Salsa Middle School. He was breathing heavily, tired from all of the running to get to the school. Suddenly, the entrance opened, and hit Harry right in the head, knocking him to the dirt. Harry got up, and saw the principal, Mr. Blob, laughing like a hyena. Harry growled and snarled, leaped forward, and jammed his wand into Mr. Blob’s stomach, making a hole straight through. Then he ran into the jam packed hallways filled with middle schoolers.
Harry tried to move through the crowd, but it was impossible. Moving through these hallways were like trying to walk up a cliff with a elephant tied to your to your feet. Someone bumped against Harry, knocking him to the ground. Harry screamed like an animal, and using his wand, transfigured the two hundred pound teenager into a turtle. Then Harry stepped on it, smashing the turtle to bits and killing the kid. Harry walked into his classroom, 3A, and sat down in the nearest seat to the back. The teacher walked into the room, and did a role call. “Harry P.?” The class laughed, and Harry raised his hand. The laughter died down. “I would like you ask you a question, Muggle,” The teacher did a double take. “Your calling me? A Muggle?! Do I look like a MUGGLE!?!?” The teacher ripped off his wig, and revealed a pale bald head. Everyone gasped, even Harry. He actually peed his pants. “Voldemort?!” Harry yelled. His scar exploded in pain. It felt like he was being roasted on a spit about a sizzling hot fire. Voldemort grinned, and waved his wand. The rest of the teacher clothes fell away, and revealed a grey robe. Then Voldemort pulled off of his mask, and Chuck Norris chuckled.