 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah beamed at Dot and kicked yellow-high-top-clad feet under the table for house pride reasons. Hufflepuff stuff was ALMOST as good as sparkles so obviously it deserved shoes. Obviously.
She leaned forward to squint at the picture, trying not to grin at Dot's answer. The dude DID look like Santa Clause. Or a normal-er looking Dumbledore like the one on her chocolate frog cards, except he was magical so it wouldn't make sense to be in this class. See THAT? That was thinking before she spoke. Apparently it happened sometimes. But then multiple people mentioned the Graham-Bell guy and she decided to roll with it 'cause she HAD heard of that guy even if she didn't really know what he looked like. Sebby had read a book about him and kept going on and on about it for a bazillion years and believe it or not she HAD listened. Kind of. "I heard that he stole people's ideas and didn't actually come up with the whole phone thing all by himself but maybe people only say that 'cause they're jealous." You couldn't just believe EVERYTHING bad people said, 'cause if somebody was mean they probably weren't very trustworthy. Duh.
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