SPOILER!!: Forrest & Sonea
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To see her vomiting. D'you know what's worse, as if anything could be worse than the odour of vomit and a swamp? To see a PROFESSOR coming and being accused of MUD FIGHTING!
Deep breaths, Forrest, buddy, deep--
"We weren't fighting sir I swear we were just sitting by the swamp and it drenched us all in mud and she started to yell and vomit please no detention no point loss please it wasn't my fault at all please--"
After concluding the whole story in ONE breath, save for the detail he'd performed magic on it, he started to breathe properly as he STARED at the professor to see what he'd do. He wasn't even sure if the man could keep up with his explanation, because he had never spoken this fast before... And the wand in his hand? Let's hope it was camouflaged with the mud, with it being the same colour and all.
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Sonea breathe, i need to breathe slowly… Said Sonea in silence to herself. One… Two… Three… breathe… It is just mud, dirt and the insects who are inside the mud are just… Insects… There is nothing to be afraid of… Just insects… The young girl took another breath and sat still on the ground, with her eyes closed. She heard how somebody talked and how Forrest tried to explain what had happened to the person, and Sonea suspected that the person was a professor because Forrest was afraid that they were in trouble, but the truth was, Sonea had done NOTHING wrong, but still she was drenched with mud!
Still with her eyes closed she asked with a shaking voice, “Will somebody use a cleaning spell on me? I- I don’t think that I can handle this any longer” her voice was shaky and she was so upset at the moment that it even didn’t mattered to her if she was in trouble or not. But if the professor thought that she had done something wrong, than he had made a mistake, because she only had sit besides Forrest and had talked… And the next moment… This! “Please?” asked Sonea shivering, the mud was wet and cold and she wanted to go back to her common room, she wanted to shower and to have clean clothes!
Leo listened as the boy in one catch of breath explained his side of the story. Oddly enough he managed to follow what the boy was saying. They hadn’t in fact been mud fighting, just sitting by the swamp when the swamp had drenched them in mud. He glanced over at the swamp briefly before he turned to the girl that was on the verge of hysteria. Pulling out his wand Mr Kitridge aimed it at the girl’s clothes.
"Tergeo!"
When the girl’s clothes were clean again Leo asked her to get to the bottom of the situation.
"Is what the boy saying true? Were you just sitting by the swamp when it drenched you two in mud for no apparent reason?" It seemed unlikely. The swamp didn’t spray mud unless you experimented in some way with it.
"I'm the librarian Mr Kitridge. I don't believe we've met. What are your names?" He asked of both of them. It was nicer to address someone by their name instead just something generic as boy or girl.