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Zander was SO ready to leave. In fact, once class was announced to be over he had packed his bags faster than he had ever done so in his life. He needed to blow off frustration. Except... He was called out. Well not really called out, but Professor Baxter asked him to stay behind, which he didn't want. Except, he couldn't really say that to her. She was a Professor and he was supposed to set an example this year more than ever. So he nodded and followed her to her office.
Even he had to admit, it was a nice office. He quite liked the flowers, they were a good touch. "You're office is nice," Especially the decorative flowers. But, he was trying to be sulky here. So that's the extent of compliments he'd give at the moment because he still couldn't get his mind off that stupid spell. Why the heck could he get it??? It was just one spell. It wasn't even THAT hard. He was a SEVENTH YEAR. He was HEAD BOY. He SHOULD'VE gotten it on even the first try.
"So... What do you need my help with, Professor?" He knew that she didn't actually want his help. She wanted to yell at him for not getting the spell at all during class. Which was... understandable. He was a seventh year. He was Head Boy. He was normally decent at Charms. Professor Quigley expected him to get an O this time around. Yet, here he was. Couldn't get the stupid nonverbal right. And now he was going to get in trouble for it even though he was probably already beating himself up about it even more than Professor Baxter would.
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