 Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
Pretty suuuuuuuuure No Gryffindor, or Ravenclaw too he supposed enjoyed having to trek down from the towers to the Dungeons to get to the Potions Class. Torrance had made a mental note to from now on be as close to the Dungeons as possible before Potions class so he wouldn't have to bother rushing down flights of steps to get here.
Now if he knew how to Fly! If Torrance could fly he could easily float himself down from the Gryffindor Tower to the Grounds then reach the classroom much faster. "G'Morning Mister Professor Potions Master" Too long a title, but not as long as Mister Professor Head of House...Flamsteed got him by one word.
As he went to get all the gear he needed Lab Coat, gloves all that jazz Torrance doubled back. Literally he walked backwards to eye the professor because the guy looked in pain. He eyed him up and down. He went back to his things then after. Making no comment about the Professor's Health. He did look Old so maybe he felt old. Nothing to worry over. His Grandpa had those spells no pun intended every now and then.
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