a bit of madness is key | miss chanandler bong | those cunning folks use any means 36. Muggle WHAA!
Alex stood by the Whomping Willow when one boy and one girl ran towards it. Students never ran towards the Whomping Willow. “It moved!” the teenage-boy cried out pointing towards the tree.
Well, duuh, had the kid been living under a rock? “I’ll poke it.”
Alex snorted and shook his head. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” He noted. Last time he’d gotten a nasty bruise, that he so totally did not deserve… “They’re muggles.” He heard some whisperings close to him.
OOOOOOH, that explained poking the tree thing – WAIT! Muggles in Hogwarts?
Cue; Running around in panic.
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