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The third year just looked around the seating area, every single seating room was different and varying from professor to professor and the Scottish boy really noticed this over the last two to three years that he had been at Hogwarts. Bradson looked up as soon as he heard Professor Newton's voice.

The third year stood up and smiled at the woman. "I don't know, I'm just bored and need some social interactions." His song wasn't going all that well at the moment.
There was nothing wrong with wanting some social interaction with a Professor and Rosalyn was more than happy to have a visit from one of her students. She nodded at the young boy. "Sounds good. You can come right in to my office." Probably would be better to talk if they could both sit comfortably and have some snacks - if he wanted any that was.

Opening the door, she waited for him to enter. "Would you like some tea? I also can make hot chocolate. I have cookies as well."

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Oliver finished his breakfast quickly and nearly ran over to Professor Newton's office. This wasn't something he did often (talking to most professors actually made him nervous) but he had been wanting to speak to Newton because she's pretty about something he had read in his History of Magic book, and who better to go to than the History of Magic professor herself?

He went up to the door and knocked a few times before taking a seat in one of the very comfy chairs. He picked up one of the magazines on the table and flipped through it, trying to calm his nerves before the professor showed up.
It was about time to go for breakfast and as Rosalyn was making her way towards the door there was a knock. Whoever it was had good timing since they would have had to wait otherwise. Now she was the one that would have to wait but she didn't mind in the least. Not as if she was starving anyway.

"Hello, Mr. Finch," she said as she gave the boy a smile. "How can I help you today?"
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