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He was HERE! No really, with a few minutes to spare Blaise Bellaire could be seen skidding into the Astronomy classroom. "Present Professor!" Nevermind that he wasn't ACTUALLY late. According to his watch, he had maybe another minute before the lesson officially began. "Just gimme one second!" And with that, the boy dashed from the room again to get the lint roller going all over his robes.
All over his quill and notepad too, yup. Lint free. This was how one attended Astronomy.
Now fitting regulations, Blaise marched confidently back into the room and immediately went to take his seat--"Oh man, Professor, you're feeding us??? Merlin's beard, you shouldn't have--but by all means--" Eh?...They...couldn't eat the apples...but....but...
That confused look he now wore? Yeah. YEAH.
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