 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah spread parchment on the floor in front of her cushion and titled it with a little flourish before looking up to see what Professor Baxter was showing them. Oooooh. A little old guy. She recognized him as an old charms professor but couldn't quite place his name. Or maybe he was a transfiguration professor? Some sort of professor, anyways. That was enough information to offer something to the conversation, even it was a little vague, so she put her hand in the air. "He was a professor at Hogwarts, so he accomplished loads of important things like teaching young wizards how to do...stuff." WHAT had he taught, though? She KNEW this. It was just living somewhere in her bran behind all the clouds of more exciting things. Like thoughts of chocolate frogs. She could use one of those right now, mmhmm.
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