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With the mention of bringing an apron to class, Gideon guess they might actually be making stuff. Unless of course they would be eating something really messy. Either possibility was there, he thought wondering what was to come. Not having an apron in his trunk, he managed an owl to his mum who in turn managed to return the bird with one from home. A nice simple deep green one currently thrown over his bag as he walked into class.
It was much as before, the flags of multiple countries flying from the rafters and available drinks in one corner. The decor of the seating was different, almost ordinary tables for each of them to sit at. The fifth year moved to take a random seat in the middle of the classroom, raising a curious eyebrow at the floating picnic baskets and chefs hats displaced at each place.
Yeah...definantly cooking something.
"Good day professor," he greeted as he set his stuff down next to his chair, taking out some parchment and a quill and setting it on the table to be ready. Seeing her with her apron on, Gideon figured he might as well add his own, the Gryffindor slipping it over his head before tying it in back. "Now to get a drink," he mused quietly, moving once more to head to the machine, pouring himself some chai tea before returning.
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