~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
The plate in front of Jory was filled with scrambled eggs and sausages. He have only taken a few bites before he had taken out the metal egg from his pocket. The egg was little but it weighed much more. Jory had thought his pocket would rip as he was on his way to the Hufflepuff table.
Examining his still un-named egg, Jory detected specks of dust on it. "Is my trunk dusty?'' he wondered, making a mental note to take a good look at the thing.
Jory pulled his wand out of his bag, pointed it at the specks were and said "Ex-CO-lo!" while moving the wand to the places so the egg would be properly cleaned.
When the cleaning was done, Jory noticed his egg had shaken it self three times. He stared thinking he was seeing things. He placed the egg gently in front of him and kept an eye on it as he finished his breakfast but the egg had not moved. Thinking he had imagined it, Jory put the egg back into his pocket and headed for class.
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