Strong Potato

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Time to get out of here, Herm thinks. Herm walks up to the window and opens it. As he hasn't been injured a lot, Herm doesn't know where he currently is. Herm climbs out the window and lands on the floor. Herm hides behind a tree.

"This school is bigger than it seemed. I need to get back to the classroom as quickly as possible. Too bad I can't run right now. I can only hide."

As most students return to their classes, Herm comes out of hiding and limps over to one.

"I need to find my classroom, old mister Winston is teaching that class. Tell me where that classroom is, right now."

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What is that portal doing here lol?

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As Herm gets carried inside the Healers wing, he acts as if he is asleep. When he is left alone for a minute, he straightens his back and takes a strong hold on one of his deformed arms. After finding an elbow stick and gentily putting it inside his mouth, he pulls his arm back in the right posture. With his bare teeth, Herm bent the stick and almost screams. After the first arm the second comes and finally he pops them all back in place.

"This clearly exceeded my calculated 1805 push-ups, pull-ups, squads, lunges and abdominal crunches. Bold, but not wise to trash us. This has only accelerated the plans we kept. Soon, we will grow and replace the older, much weaker, version. The old will fall and the new will rise. But for now, we rest. Sleep thight, new muscles of mine."

Herm closes his eyes and lays down on the bed. Someone just walked past the door.

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wut

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Herm vomits out the candy he just consumed. Two of his arms are currently dislocated and he seems to be missing some fingers. As he tries to set the arms back in place, he can feel the bone starting to snap. As he tries to get up, he can't feel his legs. After a while, Herm finds back the missing fingers. It turned out they were bent in an unnatural way inside his own hand. After gaining back the ability to speak proper words, Herm applauses with the two hands that are not broken. A bloody smile appears on his face.

"Perhaps I misjudged you, sir. Maybe I truly need to learn my place among the weak. Don't worry about the mess, I can pick up after myself. I wouldn't want you to get in trouble for almost breaking off all my limbs."

Herm tries to stand up, but his feet are still asleep. His smile fades as he knows he now has to crawl back to the classroom.

"1...2...3... 1506 more steps to go. Ouch. Oof. Jikes! That hurts a little."

Instead of tears, blood is dripping off his face. Nobody can deny this doesn't look very painful and Herm knows it is.

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"147 minus 35 plus 78 and all that multiplied by 9.5 ... Bingo."

Herm leans back in his chair and enjoys the last crumbs of his candy bar. He ignores the remark of Siwazuri.

"So go on and teach us something, 'professor'. We are all so eager to be here, 'professor'. I have nothing better to do, 'professor'. Teach us discipline, 'professor'. Maybe throw in a couple of anger management classes as well, 'professor'."

Due to the sass in Herm's voice, everyone could notice the hint towards sarcasm.

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Herm opens his bag and throws a towel at Elnesto. Herm takes out a protein candy bar and starts chewing on it. It produces a lot of sound.

"Elnesto, you owe me a favor."

As he speaks, some bits and pieces of the candy bar fall out of his mouth on the floor. One of his hands catches it and brings it back to his mouth. An even louder crunching sound can now be heard.

"What class is this exactly? To be honest, I haven't really been paying much attention."

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Herm starts laughing quietly. His head is still on his desk.

"Ah, yes indeed. Removing limbs... My limbs are my power. Taking away my power would mean you would break the rules. So therefore I suggest you continue your class before I have to get the principal involved. Then things would get really messy. Do you understand, sir?"

His eyes are now pointing towards Elnesto and Deruga. "Mhhh..."

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"No you can't, sir. According to article ii section 8 paragraph of the magic school book, it is illegal to take away powers from students unless they put the attendance in grave danger. This includes actions such as burning witches alive, harvesting their souls, releasing toxic gas outside the (public) restroom, zombifying more than 20% of the school population, etc."

Herm spits out his gum, right in the middle of the forehead of one of the nerds sitting in the front.

"Bullseye!"

He now looks back at the teacher.

"I remember this, because last summer I had to write that entire book as punishment. Each day. Not fun. Besides, you and I both know it is just a matter of days before I get twice as ripped as I am today. As long as I don't harm someone beyond repair, I am as safe as a steel box with an iron lock. You can't touch me."

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Herm sits down in the back of the class. He throws the chairs next to him through the open window. Underneath his desk, he finds some old gum. He pulls it off and starts chewing on it. With his legs crossed on the table and his hands behind his head, he leans back in his chair and closes his eyes.

"Booooooooooring. When does anatomy start? I want to dissect some magical frogs."

Herm doesn't care about the other students. He plans on leaving today's class early since he wants to stay on his exercise schedule.

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