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"Today we will begin with something a tad easier. I want you to take turns with your partner and turn your desks into dogs."

She then went on to explain the incantation and give the class a few pointers on how to do it correctly. Afterwards she told the students to practice.

"Why would anyone need to know how to change a desk into a dog?" Q asked no one in particular.

"Haven't the faintest idea," Pansy answered him. "Can I go first?"

Q gestured for her to go ahead. He certainly didn't need to practice. Pansy nodded and stood up with her wand drawn. She pointed it at the desk and said the incantation. The desk shook for a moment and then barked. Ten minutes later she finally managed to transfigure the barking desk into something that resembled a dog, though a breeder would get a headache trying to figure out what breeds it was made of.

Most people seemed to be faring similarly. There were several large, brown dogs running about as well as a few furry desks with heads and tails. Amazingly enough, the most complete dog came from Goyle, who had managed to transfigure himself a loveable Bernadine, except that its white patches weren't quite as white as they should have been.

Hermoine, it turned out, was better at handling magic than dogs. Half the Griffindors in the room were currently busy chasing the brown mutt she had created, which was easily dodging them with Hermoine's wand between its teeth. It was having a lot of fun.

Harry had even tried a Petrificus Totalus charm on it, but had tripped over somebody else's book bag and hit Neville instead. Q, of course, had absolutely nothing to do with that.

He was enjoying the chaos regning in the class immensely and was quite disappointed when Draco finally decided he'd had enough of the out-of-control dog.

A Year with Q, Chapter 7