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"They should call it Hogwarts School of Mishaps and Misfortunes more like it," Zander grumbled to himself whilst pacing around the swamp area.
How the Seventh Year had managed to end up here was still mystery though. He had just been walking down the stairs to get to the Great Hall, when he must've taken the wrong exit. It wasn't his fault, okay? Six whole years of going up and down those stupid stairs and of course the worst time to get lost he managed to do it on his very last year at the school. How very typical. #AdairProblems, amiright? It was those bloody stairs. Zander wanted them replaced. Why didn't they ever install a lift in this place?
But that's not where his frustration ultimately stemmed from because he knew how to get any from point A to point B in the castle. That wasn't the problem. The problem was that as he was walking down the corridor he may have been spinning his wand between his fingers... And he may have accidentally lost control... And it may have landed straight into the swampy water. Right smack dab in the middle of the Weasley Swamp.
And Zander didn't know what to do. Luckily, somehow his wand hadn't gone down into the murky water yet... But the Head Boy figured he couldn't wait long until it did. He just had to think of a plan. 'Cause he wasn't about to swim in there to retrieve it. There had to be a better way. Also planning wasn't his thing. Where was Sophie Brown when you needed her the most?
So here he was, pacing. OF COURSE this would happen to him.
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