Professor Jayinble
As the first years filed into the transfiguration classroom, they noticed a peculiar lack of teacher. The only living thing they could see was a large potted plant seated in the teacher’s chair. As they took their seats, a voice came from the front of the classroom. “Welcome to transfiguration, I am Professor Jayinble.” Just then, the plant began to shake. “What is the matter, why can’t I walk? Oh dear, I’ve done it again.”