Harry
lunged.
And
failed.
He
felt strong pressure on the back of his neck and realised in his blood-red haze
that someone was holding on to the collar of his shirt.
Flailing
his arms, he caught Etse - the one obstacle in his quest for justice - on the
right cheek, cringing when the boy still held on firm.
The
rest of the class gasped while some wriggled in their seats, waiting for Tampa
to notice this insurrection.
What
gall!
As
though released from some state of paralysis at the sight of violence, the
others rushed to hold Harry back.
In
angered whispers, Phil - one of the boys asked,
"What
in heaven's name is wrong with you?! Are you trying to get yourself
expelled?"
This
talk of expulsion seemed to be what finally made Harry see sense. He stopped
struggling, adjusted his shirt and turned to give Etse a pleading look.
He'd
make his apologies later.
And
just in time too, because right that moment, Mr. Tampa turned back to face the
class and asked,
"Is
everything alright here?" then he noticed the five,
"Herh,
are you fools deaf? I said, go and cover those holes you made! Ah!"
He
sucked his teeth, and glanced at Harry, who by now was shooting him daggers
with his eyes.
"And
you too, what are you doing staring at me like that?
*3y3
beyi bonsam?"
He
visibly shuddered.
"All
of you should clear off. When I blink, I don't want to see you here!" that
statement seemed to spur the boys into action, Etse grabbing hold of Harry's
hand and pulling him along.
Back
to the school field it was.
Harry
had a lot of explaining to do.
They
were later told that Tamps had spent the remainder of the lesson reciting
verses out of the book of Psalms, the 27th chapter, while simultaneously making
crosses in the air in the direction of Harry’s seat.
Harry
chuckled.
*"Aboa
funu!"
Cethaurus: Aboa Funu - Insult, meaning - stupid, useless. Transliteration: Dead animal.
3y3
beyi bonsam? - Are you a wizard?
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