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Kurumi walked into the room, stacks of parchment, books, and newspaper clippings in her hands, and stumbled around until she found an empty desk and all but flopped on top of it. Kurumi knew some about wizarding history, but the minor details and what not were not always clear - unless it involved house elves and the evolution of magical creatures, to which she knew quite a bit about. Which is actually how she came about her "little person" to do her assignment on.
She had happened upon Arabella Figg while doing some research on cross-breed cats and kneazles - mostly because she had been wondering if Walnut were actually a cross-breed due to him being far too smart for his own good - and her name had popped out on the page. A squip yet a very important member of the Order of the Phoenix who had been given the VERY important task on keeping an eye on Harry Potter himself. She certainly was one of those people who got lost in the details of the wizarding war...and perhaps it was because she was a squip?
Looking up, and re-stacking her things a bit to make a neat and organized work station, Kurumi noticed Professor Scary Face talking with August. She smiled at the younger lion and then approached the man, notes still in hand. She probably ought to have asked BEFORE doing extensive research if she could choose someone who may not have ever stepped foot inside a wizarding school, but too late now.
"Good day, Professor Scabior," Kurumi said with a small smile. She ALMOST said Scary instead of Scabior, but she was able to catch herself before things became too...obvious. "I think I have picked who I want to do research on," and kind of sort of already started doing research. "...but I wanted to make sure that she is appropriate for the topic." She fumbled with her papers for a moment. "I would like to do my project on Arabella Figg, if that is alright."
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