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Failing to notice Kurumi's repeated glancing at his rubber duck collection since he was too busy keeping a watchful eye on the little THING on her lap, Jeremy didn't explain what was up with them. Obviously.
"Mhm...lamps, among other things." He sighed with a smile playing around his lips, finally glancing back up from the cat and at the Gryffindor's face again. "Rice paper?" He repeated, hoping Alysson wasn't going to make the same discovery any time soon as then they would have yet ANOTHER lamp. "Do they come in different colors?" Hopefully not.
Oh no. That sounded bad. "I'm so sorry, Kurumi." Jeremy automatically leaned forward slightly in his seat, a truely sympathic look on his face as he listened to Kurumi's little story about her summer...and her mother. Who had taken away her wand. He considered her next question for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "Well, I think it all comes down to the fact that Wizards are indeed able to inflict pain on Muggles - and have in the past, as I'm sure you know - a lot more easily than vice versa. And of course I assume-" He actually KNEW this. "-that they automatically feel inferior to those with magical abilities. It's something they don't have. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" Not that that was any excuse for her mother's behavior. "Have you tried talking to your mother about it?" Maybe he should talk to Kimber about writing a letter to the girl's mother.
Kurumi decided to leave their lamp chat for a little later. No need to get the man over excited about rice paper items. Then there were the erasers. Kurumi had an entire drawer at home filled with erasers. She had five in the shape of hamsters.
Sometime that Professor Zookara said got the wheels in Kurumi's head turning.
Wizards are indeed able to inflict pain on Muggles . She had read many articles in the archives related to that topic. Having pain inflicted on yourself by a wand carrying wizard would certainly make you fear magic. Perhaps that would even be enough to make you want to take away your own children's wands. "
I understand, Professor," Kurumi nodded and her eyes glassed over a bit. "
I have tried, but she refuses to discuss it. Father, he always looks really sad when I ask him about it...he's a pureblood wizard." Kurumi wasn't sure why she added that last bit, but it seemed like vital information. "
My brother's don't know anything either." She had asked them over and over again, but they had no idea and had just accepted the wand taking as part of their life when they came home. "
My mother even makes me wear brown contacts when I am home," she said blinking her violet eyes several times. "
I think, they remind her that I am different..." and she certainly was different. Her hair changing colors...being too afraid to ask about that...finding her father's picture in a book in the library but it being some other name...
Walnut let out an unusually loud purr and then stretched himself out so that he was almost as flat as a pancake. Nap time appeared to be almost over...