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Airey was still twirling his index finger half heartedly to root for his lions, he sloooooooowly lifted his head when he heard someone speak to him. "Mr. Stonewall, hello," he said in an equally lackluster tone as his cheering had been.
Airey felt his stomach drop quite suddenly. Mr. was a seventh year. Airey would not have the pleasure of having the boy in his lessons next term. He suddenly felt more depressed than he had been a few moments earlier.
"I suppose," he said while rolling on to his side to look at the gobstones area...pitch...floor....whatever it was called. He was far too lazy to dry and recall the details.
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