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Lottiepot 
Why did Theo look like he didn't believe him when he spoke about his experience with Fire Crabs? "My mum used to be the Creatures Department Head, she brought home lots of different creatures, we had a pair of Fire Crabs once and I was always allowed to help out with them." There, that wasn't so hard to believe was it?
If this went wrong and the crab fired at them, it definitely wasn't Terry's fault. "Alright but if you get burnt it will be all your own doing" he chuckled and gently placed the crab, backside first into the bucket. He could feel through his gloves that the heat was starting to cool down until eventually the crab was cold enough to touch with his bare fingers. He took the gloves off and placed them beside him on the workspace, glancing up to see what the next activity was.
The next part of the first step was too check for soft spots and cracks and the twelve year old gently rubbed the shell, satisfied that there wasn't anything drastically wrong with the crab. He let go of the creature and looked at Theo. "Your turn" he indicated towards its shell.
What was next? He picked up the brush and waited for Theo to stop with what he was doing. They were onto step two now, it was going well!
Theo nodded, with a thoughtful expression. A mum that worked in the Ministry of Magic? That was enough coolness to deserve an 'oooooh' and an 'ahhhh'. But the boy was simply in too much of a bad mood to put much into it. "
That's cool. You must know lots of stuff about creatures, then." Like, about ghosts maybe? Theodore needed information about ghosts, and how to fend them off. Because they were kind of terrifying, you know.
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I won't get burnt. If he's in this bucket, he won't reach my feet." Because according to the professor, the feet were about the most common place to get burned. And the bucket created a barrier. He smiled slightly as the Fire Crab was put into the bucket with no trouble. Buuuuut... was Terry taking his gloves OFF? Really? Theo stared at him in awe. Nope, his gloves were staying firmly ON.
His turn to what?
After a slight pause of trying to figure out what he had to do, Theo peered over the bucket, without touching the creature, and gave a firm nod. Seemed ready to go.
The boy picked up the brush and paused.... again....
Forever pausing. But he soon realized that it was now or never, so the second year placed the brush on one of the jewels and did the lightest of circular motions across it. It was a pathetic attempt, really. But... "
There." Done. Terry's turn.