POST 38

“And now,” said Ginny. “We play.”

Terry nodded. He took out a Galleon from his pocket and cast a spell on it. Ginny could instantly feel her pocket heating up. Terry had just alerted the DA. It was time.

As soon as Terry left them with a thumbs-up, Neville and Ginny went to work. They retrieved two huge paintbrushes from their bags and ran them across the wall. The enchanted paintbrushes, a product of Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes, didn’t need paint.

Soon, in glowing, multicoloured paint, the following words adorned the corridors of the first floor:

LONG LIVE THE CHOSEN ONE!
100 words, yo! Can someone come up with something more rebellious than this?