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Why not help Tippins? It was clear as daylight elves were there to clean up the castle and to feed the students, not to ask them for help at their own job. Besides, what if helping them actually got the elves in trouble because they weren't doing anything they were supposed to. No sir, Finn was not helping out. It was also a good sign that Beverly had been thinking the same thoughts when Tippins had asked for the students help.
Right, he slipped his gaze away from Tippins and returned it to his fellow slytherin. "Yeah-because..." He started but soon he realized she was getting down to serious business. Crossing the arms, with girls especially, was a scary sight. "I'm not-not sorry because you don't have dentures... I mean-I would feel bad for you if... you did." He said nodding at her several times.
Ok, so, he had been have right about this Chomper being alive and mobile. The slytherin squinted at the direction his friend was pointing at but was having a slightly hard time figuring out exactly what it was. It was attacking the elf it seemed, as it let out little yelps of pain. "Your Chomper? It's a... well-what is it exactly?" He couldn't make out what type of animal it was. Finn looked back at the elf and walked closer to it. Well, it wasn't nice to see Tippins in pain, even if the elves were a bit weird sometimes. "Wait-stand still. We'll help you." He said to Tippins. This was the only time, ok. He tried to grab that weird bat looking thing, or Chomper, stretching out his hand Finn quickly retracted, scared that he would get bit or attacked as well.
It was Beverly's pet after all. She should be doing this part.
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