So… today we were making rockets, (with actual motors, mind you), and there’s this annoying boy who’s in Gryffindor (via pottermore), and he’s like, “RAVENCLAW STINKS!” And my friend and I both yell, “Our rocket will beat yours.” Then we had a huge argument. 4 hours later when we launch our rockets, ours stays on the launch pad, but the motor shoots out, deploying the parachute, and goes up about a hundred feet in the air. Then the rocket body started on fire and the teacher started stomping on it. Very eventful day. But the Gryfinndor shut his mouth when he saw the motor. Just about clogged him on the head! Fitting.