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That cat was cuuuuuuuuute. Fletcher wanted to pet it... it looked friendly, and furry, and fluffy, and not at all mean and scratchy like oh........ a dugbog.
Cough.
"You're a dueling champion now, is that what you're saying?" Fletcher gulped inwardly. He still had no idea what a Kazimeriz was. "And you wanna... fight me at some point this term...."
Yeah........ about that.... now would be a good time to start thinking of a way out of this one.
Detention, maybe? That was always a good solution to about anything.
"Not a
champion... but I did quite well. I haven't had a chance to check out how I'd do in a competition now, after he taught me some more. The last competition was nearly exactly a year ago."
And SOFUN.
"But yeah... I think it'd be fun to have a little duel at some point." BAHA.
And then, all at once, Jake got distracted. He saw, through the ajar door, a familiar kid. Putting his comic down and shifting around Lolcat, Jake moved to the door.
"Be back in a few," he said for no reason in particular before slipping out and heading to the fourth year dorm, casting a strong Disillusionment charm on his face as he did.
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Lockhartian And after taking care of Thaddeus, the very suspicious Knarl that he'd managed to take with him besides Gilderoy, the boy set him next to his pillow and jumped right into bed.
Really, though, no one could tell him that he was allowed only ONE pet when one of them was off in the Owlery most of the time, or hunting in the grounds or whatever Gilderoy did with his spare time. As long as he wasn't hunting down Nifflers, then it will all be alright.
Either way, he started to go through many of the page on Melanie's Potions book, and, while he already knew of many of them, it was fairly interesting to see how it could be made. Maybe he ought to talk to Lafay about using the Lab more often and practice with these Potions...not that he was planning on becoming a Potions Master or anything of the sorts but since he enjoyed it, then...why not?
His eyes were giving up on him, though, so he placed the book on his nightstand and decided to take another look at it in the morning, before giving it back.
Yes, now let's get some sleep...shall we Thaddeus? The Knarl didn't seem to think it was bedtime yet, though.
There was still a soft light inside the room, and Jake winced slightly. He glanced in and saw Lockhart preoccupied with a creature Jake knew to be a knarl. Well... he'd just have to make sure he didn't get the innocent one.
Standing well back and out of sight from the room, even though he was disillusioned, Jake puuuuuuuuushed on the door to make it creeeeeeeeak gently open. Hehe. Just a little fun.