Ohnoohnoohno.

Blue was already running out of tiiiime. So she was sprinting down in the direction of the grounds, something that was kind of difficult to do, and in hindsight, not the smartest. She'd been better off just scraping the grime of the dungeon walls into jar or just go collect broccoli and dust bunnies from the kitchen.

Butterfly garden...butterfly garden...butterfly garden. ....Without any butterflies. WHUT HOGWARTS?! Reeeeeally?! This was just sad. The duck pond probably didn't even have any ducks. Blue got down on all floors, ruining her robes, and shuffled about, scourging the ground for anything.

Oh cool.

Dead moths. That'd do. She scraped the few carcasses into her palm and carefully put them into her pocket, not wanting to break the wings. She checked her Disney watch.

20 minutes.

Aaaand, run.