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DADA for Muggles, final class [Wednesday]

It had taken Remus and Sirius slightly less time this go around to program the Danger Room to do what they wanted (Sirius contended it was because it had threatened the computer with a good hexing, but that was debatable), but for a final examination, the professors felt that a bit of effort should be expended.

"Welcome to your exam," Sirius said with a slightly fiendish smile, extending his hand to encompass the scene before them: a large grassy area (complete with a different castle in the background. They missed Hogwarts a bit, so hush) covered in a variety of obstacles. "Hopefully you remember what you have learned. You will encounter a series of practical exercises in order for us to determine how prepared you are to face the Dark Arts in every day life. Good luck. If you get too hexed to continue, Professor Lupin and I will step in, but I don't think that will be entirely necessary."

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THE HARDEST OF ALL!!!!

Priestly dug into his pockets.

"Uh. Anybody got any change?"

Dinah handed over a couple extra quarters, then grinned at the machine, and karate-kicked it. Ka-thunk. "Yes!"

Priestly stuck his tongue out at her. "Show off."

Dinah chortled and ripped open the wrapper. "OOo, Almond Joy. I think that's worth twenty points, right?"

"Points? There's points?" Priestly grumbled and put the change in the machine.

The Hershey bar he was going for got stuck.

Dinah had no idea if there was real points, but she looked thoughtful when the candy got stuck. "Pound on it?"

"Now, now, sometimes these situations call for finese." Priestly grabbed hold of either side of the vending machine and started shaking it. "Come on, give it up, it's okay. . . ."

Yes, he was gently coaxing the machine to give him candy. Shut up.

Nibbling on her candy, Dinah tried very hard not to giggle as Priestly soothed the machine. "Maybe it just needs to relax. Take a moment and breathe." Heeee.

Priestly shushed her. "It doesn't need your sarcasm. You should apologize."

To the vending machine. That Priestly was still rocking back and forth.

Yeah.

"Poooor machine," Dinah crooned. "Juuuust be calm. Priestly's heeeere."

Sarcasm? What sarcasm?

Priestly paused in his rocking and soothing to give her a look. "Now you have to apologize twice."

The candy bar came loose and dropped into the vending area. Priestly pumped his fist in the air.

Dinah patted the machine and said, "We knew you could do it! Yaaay!" Then grinned at Priestly and said, "Trade you a bite of mine for some of yours?"

Priestly gave her a look -- that fell just short of not being amused, despite his best efforts. "You still haven't apologized to it."

Dinah gave him a very amused look right back, and then leaned over and smooched the machine before throwing an arm against it, proclaiming, "You know I was only teasing, right? You know I'm sorry, oh giver of caaaandy." Then she batted her eyelashes at it.

Yeah, no way was Priestly gonna be able to keep a straight face at that. "There. Much better." He opened his candy bar and took a bite. "But you know, inanimate objects really do work better if you're nice to them."

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Didi turned the knob without putting in any coins and got two candy bars. Apparently the universe liked her again today.

Oh look, he got lucky and actually had some money on him today. So, in went the dollar and...his candy bar got fucking stuck. Well, fine. Alex was just going to kick the damn machine until that candy fell, goddammit.

Effy, for some reason, had managed to show up without any money on her today. Not helpful.

So for now, she was going to smack the side a few times, see if it just dislodged anything. She could get lucky.

Diana has a dollar coin in her pocket, which was not very helpful, but a bit of twitching possibilities and just maneuvering around the energies of the vending machine meant that it took the Canadian coin and gave her a chocolate bar.

Jenny pressed her hand against the metal of the vending machine and manipulated its electrical current such that one of the coils turned, releasing a Hershey bar. When it got stuck, she gave the coil an extra half turn and it fell down.

Francine... had a candy bar in her pocket. That she'd got from the vending machine outside the classroom on her way in.

"Trade you for a Mounds?" she asked this machine dubiously, since she had no more change. She slid her Almond Joy into the drop slot.

There was a pause, then came the loud ka-CHUNK.

When she reached in for her Mounds, the other was gone. "Thanks," she said, patting it on the coin-return button. "And don't worry. Sometimes everybody around here feels like a nut."

Sam had a feeling that the real challenge here was to not laugh as he got his candy out. Mocking teachers never did good things to grades.

Momoko wasn't entirely fond of vending machine candy, herself, but really, it wasn't evil or anything. Yeesh. She blinked once, cast a dubious glance over at her teachers to be sure they weren't going to, like, throw their wands out and make their 'monster' grow, like a real monster, or anything, so it would be like, really scary? Then walked up and put in her change.

Oooh- Almond Joy? Lucky!

Jack pulled a crumpled dollar out of his pants. He straightened it, stuck it in the machine.

It spit it out, like it was sticking its tongue out at him.

He tried again. It took it, decided, decided no, spat it out.

Jack ran the bill over the edge of a table to try to crispify the bill, to no avail.

Backwards, nope.

Upside down, nope.

Backwards and upside down, nope.

Jack thunked his head against the plexiglass of the machine, and a bag of Fritos that were already hanging dislodged and landed at the bottom.

"Score!"

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