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"WELL DONE SLYTHERIN, HOWEVER" Gandalf said clamely.
The hall was dead silent. Slytherin House waited anxiously.
"However nothing, haha! Slytherin has won! You are the rightful winners of this year's Cup. Well done."
"Draco Malfoy, come forward to accept your house's reward!" The House cheered as their champion streched his legs to claim their prize, his face beaming, his chin held high and proud.
"PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!" Gandalf paralyzed Malfoy stiff as a board, just as hestood before him.
"COLLOPORTUS!" Gandalf cried again, locking every door in the hall.
With Malfoy's stiffened body propped up against the podium, Gandalf turned around, dropped his trousers, and unleashed a furious torrent of diarrhea.
BRRAAAP
The entire hall gasped in horror as Gandalf's steaming stink stew splattered across Malfoy's face. All the poor boy could do was take it.
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"AHAHAHAHA! WELL DONE SLYTHERIN, OH YES SLYTHERIN EXCELLENT INDEED!" Gandlolf bellowed insanely as his brown bowel brew blasted forth from his butthole straight into Malfoy's blowhole.
BRAAAP
The professors threw their heads back in hysterical laughter. There was no question they were having the time of their lives, watching as Gandalf's putrid poop potion plastered Malfoy's prissy pretty boy face.
BRAAP
The students were in chaos. Slytherin was absolutely humiliated as their headmaster's cankerous colon concoction encrusted Malfoy's face, his clothes, the floor and spreading throughout the entire hall.
BRAAAAP
Eventually Gandalfs fecal fountain floundered. He pulled up his trousers, angrily screaming calmly: "DID YOU SLYTHERIN SCUM SINCERELY SURMISE THAT I WOULD LET YOU WIN ANYTHING!? YOU ARE SATAN'S CHILDREN! YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERY WAR IN HISTORY! YOU CRUCIFIED OUR LORD AND SAVIOR, JESUS CHRIST!"
The entire hall erupted into applause at Gandalf's righteous rebuke of the demonic Slytherin kikes. fin.
