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He didn't want to go to anymore classes. Blaise Bellaire had only just started his Hogwarts career and he was already done. So done. His wand didn't work; his magic didn't work and every lesson he'd been to so far required these two factors to be fixed. Trouble was, he didn't know HOW to fix them, consequently the boy walked into the lesson with a long face and his quick quotes quill and notepad floating along ahead of him.
First thing he noticed, there were no desks or chairs. Second thing, he needed to grab a little chalkboard and chalk. Third thing, there was only half a Professor here.
How did THAT happen? Blaise stared openly in awe, wondering if they would be able to do that too but then he remember how his magic was no good and his face just fell all over again. "Hello Professor. It's neat how you cut yourself in half like that." Even though he'd never be able to do the same with his own wand.
The boy flopped to the ground with a look similar to that of a child who'd been handed candy then had it snatched away right after. He wanted to cut himself in half too but no doubt his wand would never let him--or worse, it would do it wrong and get him killed.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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