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aaetha 
Adrienne bit back her laughter at the desperate look on the girl's face, but she too couldn't help but be somewhat disappointed when she heard the answer she gave. Not knowing didn't help her at all, and the more the girl skirted around the issue the more she wanted to know exactly what was going on here. Grey hair, wrinkly faces, maybe someone had cursed half the school with some sort rapid ageing thing? That would make sense, but why?
She went back to interrogating the first year. "Well, have you drunk any weird potions recently? Tried a spell on yourself? Touched any magic items?" There had to be SOMETHING she'd done to cause this, otherwise why would it be happening? And why only to some of the students, and not everyone? Adrienne certainly hadn't been experiencing any weird effects, which she was glad of. Being old and achy wasn't exactly on her to-do list for the next forty years.
Fighting back her tears a little bit, she was rapidly becoming more and more upset, but she couldn't understand why. Granted, yes, she was pretty upset the girl had taken her hat, but she didn't think that the girl had done too much to make her feel
this upset to almost cry. It was like, she couldn't control her emotions or something, it was definitely weird. She had to fight this, because she knew that somehow this girl would only torment her more if she allowed any tears to show.
After the girl asked her several questions about how this might have happened, Josette couldn't help but wonder why this girl was so keen on trying to find out what was going on with her. It wasn't really anything too exciting, it was more like a nightmare that she felt she couldn't wake up from.
'Have you drunk any weird potions recently? Tried a spell on yourself? Touched any magic items?'
She paused thinking really hard about all of those questions. Did she do any of these things? Josette bit her lip as her brain was frantically trying to remember what might have happened that could have caused this. And then....
nothing. It was almost like a switch had just gone off.
'What was she talking about? Why was she here? Why were these pillows on top of her head?' When she turned her head she looked at the girl very puzzled, almost as if she hadn't even been speaking to her.
"...Is that my hat?"