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"I saw him packing his bags." Michael Corner said.

"He isn't done yet?" Hermione sighed. "I told him to start packing two days ago!"

"You know Harry. He always waits till the last minute." Padma said.

"Good evening!"

The noise in the great hall gradually stopped as everyone looked at the podium where the Headmaster stood.

"Another term has finished. I wish everyone a Happy Christmas and hope all of us enjoy our well deserved holidays." Dumbledore looked at the sea of happy faces, their spirits high as they eagerly anticipated the long break. "Do not forget to finish your assigned homework..."

Albus stopped when a unified groan erupted from the students, causing him to chuckle. "Very well, I shall refrain from mentioning the huge pile of homework that our professors will be expecting you to finish. Let the feast begin!"

"Do you have to do that?" Minerva asked. "Look, I think you ruined Ronald Weasley's appetite when you mentioned homework."

"He should focus more in his studies rather than his food." Snape said. "Have you seen the potion samples he submitted to me?"

"Not everyone is an expert potions brewer." Minerva said from Albus' other side. "You should see young Draco's transfiguration. He still has problems with the simplest spells."

Dumbledore ignored the latest argument from his Potions Master and Transfiguration Mistress and concentrated on his food. As he was about to cut a piece of the turkey, he moved back when the cooked turkey suddenly jumped up and started running down the length of the head table. He looked back and noticed the same thing from the other tables as the large turkeys dodged forks and knives from amused students.

"Impressive animation charms." Flitwick observed. "I haven't seen those in quite a while."

Albus noticed movement in the end of the corridor and he tapped his glasses to zoom in at what he guessed were the culprits for the prank. He was pleasantly surprised to see young Harry Potter laughing with the notorious Weasley twins. The headmaster was relieved to see that young Harry was finally starting to act like the Gryffindor hero he needed.

The animated cooked turkeys stopped in their tracks and fell down on the various tables. The students thought that the prank was over and started laughing and cheering at the entertainment.

Draco Malfoy poked the turkey lying in front of him, wondering what type of charms were used when suddenly smoke came out of the turkey. A moment later the other turkeys started releasing vast quantities of smoke that smelt like they were from stink bombs.

The students and the teachers started coughing and Severus Snape finally lost patience and waved his wand, trying to vanish the Turkey. It was the wrong thing to do, as the turkey suddenly exploded, covering the potion master's hair and robes with pieces of turkey and stuffing.

Unfortunately because of the smoke the students and other teachers did not notice Snape's attempt and tried to vanish their own Turkeys, causing simultaneous explosions on all four tables. The students panicked and ran around the great hall, blind from the thick smoke of the dung bomb.

Albus pointed his wand near his throat and attempted to calm down the students, who by now overturned the tables in their rush to get out of the Great Hall.

"Sileeeence!" Albus immediately coughed as he felt the foul stench fill his mouth. He spat the vile taste and heard McGonagall shriek beside her.

"Who did that? Who did that?" McGonagall demanded as she wiped the saliva on her face with her hanky.

"I think it must be Severus." Dumbledore said. He looked around and sighed in relief when he saw Severus' silhouette at the other end of the staff table, busy trying to remove the smoke with little progress. "There is something in the smoke that resists the vanishing charm."

"Where is he?" McGonagall shrieked. "Spit on me will he?"

"It was just an accident Minerva." Albus tried to calm down the enraged Scotswoman. He suddenly straightened up when he felt the intruder wards in his office go off. "Take over from here Minerva, there is some urgent business I need to attend to."

McGonagall nodded but her eyes continued to look for Snape's silhouette through the smoke. She spotted him and in righteous anger she transfigured the potions master's robes in to something she was sure the students will find entertaining once the smoke clears. She created an air bubble with clean air around her head and turned to the students, determined to restore order.

Dumbledore focused on his familiar and Fawkes sensed his master's need and immediately flamed into the Great Hall. The immortal phoenix tried to sing but like his master, the stench of the concentrated dung bomb smoke got inside his beak. Fawkes tried to fly around the great hall but collided against Lockhart who was trying to find the staff door behind the head table. Gilderoy screamed as Fawkes latched into his hair and ran around, colliding with students and teachers alike.

Dumbledore grew impatient and used his glasses to see through the smoke. Unable to find his familiar, the headmaster ran towards the exit, using the sleeve of his robes to cover his nose and mouth.

As he made it past the entrance to the great hall, Dumbledore yelped when water balloons filled with ice cold water fell on top of him. Usually he enjoyed a good prank or two, and he did not even mind getting caught in the few tricks that the Weasley twins planted.

The timing of this school wide prank however frustrated him, since there was a real emergency that he needed to see too and these traps were just causing him precious time. As he rushed through the corridors, he made a mental note to give the twins detention after this business was done.

"Whose there!" The portrait of Amando Dippet asked when the glass door to the headmaster's private book case opened by itself. "You are not authorized to be here!"

"Is it Peeves?" One of the portraits asked. The other portraits started talking, trying to guess the true identity of the intruder. The young thief grew tired of the portraits and waved his wand and used the same ward he had seen Nicholas used against the fat lady to protect his identity. The portraits could not see or hear him, but he could hear the indignation and shouts of anger in their voices.

"Pssst!"

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