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Fanfic: Voldemort und andere Nebensächlichkeiten
Chapter: Chapter 1: Genitive, Dative and ???
1. Genitive, dative ... and?
It was a day like any other at Hogwarts, the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Birds chirped, water rustled, a sheep bleated somewhere and the Hogwarts students had to endure a double lesson of German in Snape's dungeon. A typical Thursday morning.
Harry was boring. Over there at the blackboard was Professor Severus Snape, talking about nominative, accusative and other strange words. Suddenly he heard Herman's pen scratch the paper.
Did Herman actually co-write? With a hint of interest, Harry looked up.
Indeed. Herman wrote down! THAT was incomprehensible to Harry. Why should model student Herman, of all people, who could do everything anyway, take notes?
Herman felt a look at himself. He looked up from the paper and saw Harry's puzzled look. Herman looked straight into Harry's eyes and raised an eyebrow. Harry should know that despite the conversion, he, Herman, was still a nerdy Hermione?Harry shrugged, commenting on Herman's raised eyebrows, and turned away from him. He was still bored. So he let his gaze wander ...
He lingered briefly with Cedric, who was lying with his head on the desk and snoring loudly, but seeing the drool running out of Cedric's mouth became boring after a short time.
Harry's gaze wandered on and ... What was that? Draco Malfoy sat and carefully followed the class? THAT had to be prevented!
Newly motivated, Harry thrust his elbow in the side of Ron.
"Urrrgh," Ron said, looking up from his cell phone. After a short glance everything was clear:
Harry handed Ron a slip of paper. He wrote something on it and handed it back to Harry. This in turn folded a paper plane out of it and sent it to Draco.
Amazed, Draco looked down at the aviator who had suddenly appeared on his table. He unfolded it and read. Then he grinned and raised his hand.
"Professor Snape, Weasly and Potter just sent me a message!I just can't make out the writing. "
Snape looked confused at Draco, who was waving a piece of paper. Severus had no idea why Harry and Ron were only doing nonsense in his class.
"Give it to me; Draco!"
"Please, Professor," said Draco, handing him the note.
Severus smoothed out the paper and read: >> Whoever is cunning, his thirst is broken <<
With a sigh, Severus looked up.
"Weasly, a sentence with genitive and dative! But grammatically correct, please!"
"Um," made Ron, "the dative is the genitive's death?"
"Weasly, detention! Potter, you!"
Harry had already made up an answer: "Never go deep into the lake because it's deep there."
"Potter, what?" Asked Severus, a little confused.
"I said: GENITIVE in the lake because it's DATIVE!"
"Potter, detention!"
The gong released all students from their suffering in German lessons.
But not only the students, Severus was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. He walked slowly to his office to lie down first; he felt miserable.Why did those degenerate idiots of Harry and Ron have to be in school?
He was just walking past the castle portal and was wondering what the meaning of life was when there was a knock on the portal.
* Poch *, * Poch *, * Poch *
Severus startled from his thoughts. Who could that be? Why did it have to knock when HE passed by? He's had enough problems already. On the other hand, the headmaster would be angry if you didn't open the door to the guest.
So he slowly approached the portal and opened it.
But nobody was outside! Cursing Severus wanted to turn around again when he felt someone pull on his coat. Severus looked down and saw a small halfling. (Severus looks straight ahead; the halfling was previously below his field of vision ^^)
"What do you want!" Snapped Snape.
The halfling backed away, frightened, and said: "My name is Frodo Baggins. I'm looking for the one ring ..."
He got no further, because Severus had slammed the portal in front of his nose.Severus walked quickly into his office. Whenever he was already lying low on the ground, he plopped straight into a hole!
There was another knock on the portal. This time it was Remus who opened the door.
"Um," stuttered the halfling, "I'm supposed to deliver a letter here."
Remus took the folded parchment. Then he looked at the sender and froze; the letter was from Lord Voldemort !!!
It was a day like any other at Hogwarts, the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Birds chirped, water rustled, a sheep bleated somewhere and the Hogwarts students had to endure a double lesson of German in Snape's dungeon. A typical Thursday morning.
Harry was boring. Over there at the blackboard was Professor Severus Snape, talking about nominative, accusative and other strange words. Suddenly he heard Herman's pen scratch the paper.
Did Herman actually co-write? With a hint of interest, Harry looked up.
Indeed. Herman wrote down! THAT was incomprehensible to Harry. Why should model student Herman, of all people, who could do everything anyway, take notes?
Herman felt a look at himself. He looked up from the paper and saw Harry's puzzled look. Herman looked straight into Harry's eyes and raised an eyebrow. Harry should know that despite the conversion, he, Herman, was still a nerdy Hermione?Harry shrugged, commenting on Herman's raised eyebrows, and turned away from him. He was still bored. So he let his gaze wander ...
He lingered briefly with Cedric, who was lying with his head on the desk and snoring loudly, but seeing the drool running out of Cedric's mouth became boring after a short time.
Harry's gaze wandered on and ... What was that? Draco Malfoy sat and carefully followed the class? THAT had to be prevented!
Newly motivated, Harry thrust his elbow in the side of Ron.
"Urrrgh," Ron said, looking up from his cell phone. After a short glance everything was clear:
Harry handed Ron a slip of paper. He wrote something on it and handed it back to Harry. This in turn folded a paper plane out of it and sent it to Draco.
Amazed, Draco looked down at the aviator who had suddenly appeared on his table. He unfolded it and read. Then he grinned and raised his hand.
"Professor Snape, Weasly and Potter just sent me a message!I just can't make out the writing. "
Snape looked confused at Draco, who was waving a piece of paper. Severus had no idea why Harry and Ron were only doing nonsense in his class.
"Give it to me; Draco!"
"Please, Professor," said Draco, handing him the note.
Severus smoothed out the paper and read: >> Whoever is cunning, his thirst is broken <<
With a sigh, Severus looked up.
"Weasly, a sentence with genitive and dative! But grammatically correct, please!"
"Um," made Ron, "the dative is the genitive's death?"
"Weasly, detention! Potter, you!"
Harry had already made up an answer: "Never go deep into the lake because it's deep there."
"Potter, what?" Asked Severus, a little confused.
"I said: GENITIVE in the lake because it's DATIVE!"
"Potter, detention!"
The gong released all students from their suffering in German lessons.
But not only the students, Severus was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. He walked slowly to his office to lie down first; he felt miserable.Why did those degenerate idiots of Harry and Ron have to be in school?
He was just walking past the castle portal and was wondering what the meaning of life was when there was a knock on the portal.
* Poch *, * Poch *, * Poch *
Severus startled from his thoughts. Who could that be? Why did it have to knock when HE passed by? He's had enough problems already. On the other hand, the headmaster would be angry if you didn't open the door to the guest.
So he slowly approached the portal and opened it.
But nobody was outside! Cursing Severus wanted to turn around again when he felt someone pull on his coat. Severus looked down and saw a small halfling. (Severus looks straight ahead; the halfling was previously below his field of vision ^^)
"What do you want!" Snapped Snape.
The halfling backed away, frightened, and said: "My name is Frodo Baggins. I'm looking for the one ring ..."
He got no further, because Severus had slammed the portal in front of his nose.Severus walked quickly into his office. Whenever he was already lying low on the ground, he plopped straight into a hole!
There was another knock on the portal. This time it was Remus who opened the door.
"Um," stuttered the halfling, "I'm supposed to deliver a letter here."
Remus took the folded parchment. Then he looked at the sender and froze; the letter was from Lord Voldemort !!!