Percy, at this news, was dumbfounded. A few seconds passed as everyone looked at each other in alarm. "Right," Percy said shakily, and then again, "right," and he seized Oliver Wood by the arm, apparently because Oliver simply happened to be the person standing nearest to him. "Oliver, keep taking roll," he said firmly, and shoved the parchment and quill into his hand, and bolted out the door without further ado, leaving a rising tide of confused murmuring in his wake.