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The only thing that could pry his eyes away from the Professor, even as Amur tried to nudge him away, was that girl pointing out his vein. Of all the times to do a thing like that. Even HE knew it wasn't a good idea and he'd just orchestrated a food fight! Merlin....The Second Year finally turned back to the man, awaiting his response because quite frankly he was sure that if he used his robes like Amur suggested then his mum's sixth sense would kick in and she'd kill him sooner than she was already going to for this mess. She didn't buy them for him to mop the floors afterall, consider him happy Airey said not to.
But then the attention was back on him and suddenly he wished he had taken the nudging and turkey grabbing like the older girl had been trying to demonstrate.
What had he been told about his wand? A LOT of things, Sir, but he would admit he knew where he was going with this. "I...it slipped my mind Professor. I'm afraid I'm still getting used to taking it everywhere I go." It was more of a nuisance than anything else but he would take this as a warning NOT to leave it when he had Astronomy. Noted.
Obediently the boy took the mini broom and scooper that were offered and muttered his gratitude for not receiving a full on lecture about needing to use magic. Blaise moved a step closer to Amur, willing to follow her along with the cleaning that Bentley seemed PERFECTLY HAPPY ABOUT but the Professor stopped him in his tracks. Something he wanted to say? About this? He lowered his equipment and gave a quick glance to his cousin before taking a deep breath and staring the man dead on. "There is Professor but I'm afraid I'm not always as great with words as my quill and you might take this the wrong way. This could have been avoided if the Prefects, specifically the Ravenclaw ones, hadn't been right awful jerks to Bentley on the train. A badge isn't a reason to be mean to someone smaller than you, it's not a reason to be mean at all." He paused at the appearance of the elves, ever grateful one was talking about bringing food and the other wanting to CLEAN FOR THEM but then his gaze rested on his Head of House again. "I am sorry it ruined the feast for everyone but I'm not sorry I caught one in the head with mashed potatoes and got gravy in the other's hair." This was where Sir Nick needed to come in with more encouraging words. The ghost clearly had SOME effect.
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