05-15-2013, 12:27 PM
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Originally Posted by Deniiz After some heated debate inside his mind, the little man'd finally decided that it wasn't very nice to lie to a professor. Besides, the healer might understand he was faking a stomach ache. He had to learn that spell, no matter what, if he didn't want an angry transfiguration professor on his back.
So... yeah. The first person he could think of was Professor Flamsteed, because he could fix things if his spell went wrong.
Probably. Hopefully.
Knocking on the door out of politeness, he entered the office timidly without waiting for a reply (they had arranged this meeting, hopefully the man hadn't forgotten). When he didn't want to do something, it'd take the world's effort to get himself do it, and this was just another case of that. His only hope was that Professor Flamsteed didn't take offence in his reluctance or his expression. Airey had been obsessively cleaning his office ever since lint had all but attacked him in the corridor. It had left his skin crawling so much that he really was surprised that it hadn't crawled right off the bone. He was also thankful for this, of course, but yes. Hogwarts was going to be the death of him.
............such a morbid thought had no place in his mind. Tea would fix that. Tea and maybe some of that Nutella stuff that he had Medea had bought over the summer at that magical place.
Using the lint roller all over - including on his face - he paused when he heard the door open up. "Ah, Mr. Charlton, come in come in," he said while as he put the lint roller back in his breast pocket. "So....you needed help with homework?"
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