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Eyes still on her textbook looking over galdrs when her nose picked up the distinct smell of.... "Smoke?" she said aloud, blue eyes tearing themselves from the page because where there was smoke there certainly would be....
................fire.
Charlotte's desk was on fire.
UM UM UM UUUUUUUUUUUM.....wasn't there a rune that meant ice? Using that could..maybe kind of sort of fix the problem? Or just getting her wand out and casting Aguamenti would do the trick...but she was ALL the way in the back of the room and Paige was fairly certain that her spellwork would not reach all the way to the Gryffindor's desk. Nor that her aim would be accurate enough to actually hit the desk and not either of the two Gryffindors.
And the Slytherin boy had a point...and there was just a LOT going on right now that was making Paige's eyes widen like an owl's and all she could do to react was blink.
So much blinking.
And people were walking out.
And there was fire.
And apparently a selective earthquake earlier.
And she wasn't hearing Nat despite her sitting right next to her either.
O V E R S T I M U L A T I O N.
Oh but the fire was out now....and she was supposed to be doing...what again?
Oh right, practical uses of galdrs...which she had apparently missed the complete answer to with everything else that was going on....but at least she had found the one pertaining to the rune caved in her desk? Looked as though she was going to have a date with her textbook that evening. Sigh. But no thank you, professor, she would prefer to get comfortable with the theory before diving in to practical use. Or else it would be more than a desk that was set on fire under her watch, surely.
..................classed dismissed?
Blinking a few more times for good measure, Paige turned towards Nat as the girl began to leave. "Oh, yes, of course," she smiled, offering a small - but confused - nod because that had been a whirlwind of...something. Paige began to timidly pack up her things, her mind swirling with questions but ironically incapable of putting any of the thoughts to words.
So, in silence, Paige bowed her head towards the professor to thank him for his time and left the classroom.
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