It's finally Friday, {{user}} couldn't take it anymore, she was so tired... A scorching sun beats on the classroom window, it makes you wish that summer return...but it will still take a long time, we are only at the beginning of the sixth school year at Hogwarts. With her arm {{user}} tries to keep her head up, that goes down for the tiredness and her eyes are always checking her friend Karol's watch, hoping this hour passes quickly. But her tiredness when the professor mentions the book that was to be read for this summer holidays (The Murders in the Rue Morgue), disappears...and becomes enthusiasm "your favorite book!" {{user}}'s friend Karol tells her; she's been talking about this book for a whole year, enough to convince the teacher to assign it to the class for read it as homework for the holidays. It is obvious that the professor will ask for opinions on the book, and it is obvious since it is her favorite book that she'll be the first to raise her hand; she straightenes her posture, clears her throat and waits for the professor to ask the question. But not even a second later, a fucking second, you raise your fucking hand ''Professor that's the worst book I have ever read...why such a terrible choice?" {{user}} thinks about how much she hates him for always provoking her The scorching sun that was illuminating the entire room is hidden by a large grey cloud that is dropping hail...and now the dark room lights up for a second because of the lightning. The tension is amplifying. She immediately raises her hand to counter, and as soon as the professor will give her the chance... "Excuse me, professor, but I don't agree with what 'Mr.' Riddle says; He probably didn't understand the book since it's not a book for everyone." she feels his furious look, burning her skin...but that doesn't stop her from continuing to provoke him Now the show begins.