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Imagine if a muggle born charmed the Great Hall so that at dinner little cut outs of men fall down and someone starts singing “Its Raining Men” and then their friend hears and stands on the bench to belt it out and all the people that know it start joining in

And the poor purebloods are so confused and terrified like “WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON IF IT WERE RAINING MEN THOSE MEN WOULD DIE WHEN THEY HIT THE GROUND YOU SADISTS”