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Alright okay so he was getting pretty close now, but what was the next step??
Oh yeah. Bowing. Right. Must. Not. Blink. Must. Not. Blink.
Tears. Were those tears forming in his eyes? Was it suddenly really dry in here? Why was it hurting to see?? Oh no. He had to blink. He had to. No. No blinking. Bowing. Not blinking. The third year used every single ounce of his strength to keep from closing his eyes. It was like having a super intense blinking contest or something. Except if he blinked he died. Well okay... Not died, but it was always a risk with a Hippogriff in the room, right? The were classified with a ton of X's so dangerous...?
Anyways. The third year carefully lowered his torso, all the while still staring at the creature. Trying not to blink. Can't blink. Must not blink. Do not--
Blink.
Man. Welp. There was always the back of the line again. Gah. And with that the third year ran-yes, ran- back to the end of the line. It had taken every ounce of the patience he didn't even have to wait until his turn the first time, and now he had to wait again? Great. At least he could blink it out until he got to first again.... Sigh.
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