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There was a lot of intense temple rubbing going on right now as he listened to the two. Sweet solstice first years. Now he had just a tiiiiiiny bit of sympathy for those who had had to put up with the astronomer's antics. But just that. A tiny bit.
"I appreciate your honesty, Mr. Bellaire," he nodded slowly while continuing to massage his temples. "But honesty does not excuse your behavior." As Gryffindor in nature as one may argue it was.
Both stories lined up.
Sort of.
Sweet solstice first years.
Attention now turned towards Mr. Truebridge, the Astronomy professor managed to cease his temple rubbing for the time being. "So you found a quill...a quill that Mr. Bellaire here says is his and has provided sufficient evidence as to why he believes it is his, but refused to return it on the grounds that you wanted to keep a 'perfectly good quill'? You are aware that personal possessions are not a matter of 'finders keepers losers weepers', yes?"
The man felt surprisingly calm. Maybe he COULD handle this sort of thing in a more...er...future...er...personal setting.
His eyes snapped down to the quill in question. The quill that was now most definitely broken on the floor. Well....now it was no longer a perfectly good quill, right?
Silver lining?
"Mr. Truebridge, if you would lift your right foot, please. Mr. Bellaire, you may retrieve your quill once he has done so and then please give it to me."
And no, they were not off the hook yet.
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