The few freshmen who do "LISTEN TO LIONEL" hear him muttering "Gimme that" and "Hand it over" and "Get back here you imp." He's marching around and snatching up the freshmen's wands. Sometimes you have to know when to just cut your losses. "We're doing it ourselves," he explains, "And that's that. You had your chance."
"Two lines," he instructs. "One in front of me. One in front of Trudy. Come get your bubbles and then you can have your wands back."
This seems an acceptable solution to Trudy, who would have long since given up on the freshmen if not for the fact that they were specifically asked by Ms. Gunzenhauser. "Today, you'll just have to learn through careful observation." She shoots an intense glare at the first freshman in her line before casting the bubble head charm on her.
One bubblehead charm. One returned wand. One bubblehead charm. One returned wand. One bubblehead charm. One--
"Hey, what are you doing with your wand?"
The rogue freshman's answer is muffled by their bubble, but it sure sounds a lot like, "Doing something crazy." Or is it "Doing nothing crazy?" Or maybe "Goofing but so safely." There's no time to ask for clarity because they're already waving their wand like they're trying to trace out the alphabet at record speed.
Trudy may be petite, but she's solid, and besides that, any amount of weight will take a person out if hurled with sufficient force. This probably isn't even the first time Trudy has tackled a freshman, truth be told. "Give me THAT, you gremlin!"
Half a second later, Lionel jumps on the freshman too. The results is two-fold. One, the wand is knocked free. And two, Lionel and the freshman's bubbles merge (and Trudy's too?) to create one large, all-encompassing bubble. Their faces are inches apart and the sound is different in here. Clear but echo-y.
Oh, no no no no no. Trudy is suddenly in a freshman+Lionel sandwich, and their faces are in one big (but not nearly big enough) bubble. "I DON'T WANT TO BREATHE YOUR AIR!" she shrieks, right into the freshman's face, trying to wiggle out of the middle of the two, an escaping slice of slippery tomato. "I DON'T CARE IF YOU CHOKE ON POLLEN!"
Lionel & Trudy to the Rescue
"Two lines," he instructs. "One in front of me. One in front of Trudy. Come get your bubbles and then you can have your wands back."
Lionel & Trudy to the Rescue
Lionel & Trudy to the Rescue
One bubblehead charm. One returned wand.
One bubblehead charm. One--
"Hey, what are you doing with your wand?"
The rogue freshman's answer is muffled by their bubble, but it sure sounds a lot like, "Doing something crazy." Or is it "Doing nothing crazy?" Or maybe "Goofing but so safely." There's no time to ask for clarity because they're already waving their wand like they're trying to trace out the alphabet at record speed.
Lionel & Trudy to the Rescue
Lionel & Trudy to the Rescue
"Why are you like this?" Lionel pants.
Lionel & Trudy to the Rescue