PEACH WISH CHAPTER 3

 

Then flying lessons came. I had a special made broom just for me. It was small, and said Peach on the side. 

As I lined up with the other kids, Professor Seamus Finnigan eyed me suspiciously.

“Allright, it’s cute, but let’s not bring our PETS onto the field, thank you.” He said, without even looking at me.

“Actually, professor, I’m Peach. Did you receive the letter about me? I’m the niffler.” I started nervously. 

“Ahh, yes! The rodent in the class! So sorry for the misconception.” He rolled his eyes, then taught us the lesson.

You had to say up, and your broom would fly into your hand. I was the first one with my broom, and Professor Finnigan glanced at me.

“Why, everyone, look at the little rodent! She caught her broom! I’d say beginners luck.” He snorted. Everyone laughed, except Jena, Thomas, and I.

“She’s not a rodent, she’s a niffler. And she has a name, you know.” Thomas said under his breath.

“What was that, Mr. Tonks?” Professor Finnigin sneered.

“He said that Peach isn’t a rodent!” Jena yelled. “She’s a niffler. Use your common sense, bro!” I was really happy that my friends were standing up for me. But they went a little too far-

“HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT A PROFESSOR!”shrieked Finnigin. 

“How dare YOU disrespect Peach,” Thomas prodded coolly. 

“TONKS, DIGGORY, and THIS RODENT-THING! GET OUT OF MY CLASS! NEVER RETURN TO FLYING!” the professor shouted angrily. The three of us left back to our common room.