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Just. Look. At. Them. Go.
Spells flying this way and that--none at the golems, grant you--but spells flying nonetheless. All it did was reaffirm in the young Gryffindor that he was truly more content over here than he ever would be down on the "battle field".
Of course, he'd hand it to his classmates, they had a knack for this shooting multiple spells from their wand in short spaces of time thing. It was a skill yet to be tested in himself and as it just so happened, today was not the day for that testing. Today was the day to see slippery floors, strong gusts of wind, Ravenclaws riding Golems and chanting things that would make old Botros proud.
Good for them.
In all the fuss, he also seemed to have lost his cousin. Don't tell him the idiot had decided it was worth fighting those things...although it did seem like something Bentley might be more keen on doing than himself. He had the means to as well.
Actually, the more he thought about it, was the more likely it was that Bentley had taken his wand to class with him too which...meant it was probably better he stayed lost. Blaise didn't need that right now, he was enjoying the show.
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