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Carl had been jotting down notes silently, not knowing much about the topic. Then, he packed his parchment into his bag and secured it onto his shoulders. He did not want to lose his notes during the transportation process! He walked towards his Head of House Professor Myers, his strides a bit awkward because of the weird attire.
The Hufflepuff looked at the giant shoe in the Professor's hands skeptically. This was a Portkey? He could not believe that this thing would take them to - well, wherever they were going. Placing both hands on the heel of the shoe, he took a deep breath and mentally told himself that everything was going to be okay.
Right. With a swoosh, Carl felt himself being yanked away into nothingness. He closed his eyes shut.
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