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Sweet holy Merlin this heat.
It was all of a second of walking inside before the Gryffindor decided this absolutely would not be working for him and he walked back out. This couldn't be happening, not for the whole duration of the class, not if he had anything to say about it. Wearing comfortable clothing was one thing; he'd grabbed a regular t-shirt and shorts which made the walk over ridiculously horrible because of how COLD the outside actually was. Thin, light clothing for class at the risk of dying from exposure. Never a dull moment, huh Hogwarts?
Blaise took a deep breath before re-entering the greenshouse dome for a second time. This shouldn't be happening, not in January. Bloody hell.
The Gryffindor walked right up to the sweating Professor, already feeling the beads of sweat forming at his own temples. Very little attention was given to the roses. It didn't matter to him that they were burning, that was kinda the over-arching problem here. "Professor? D'you think you could put one of those cooling charms on me? I don't think I'm much a fan of this heat. Learning's gonna be something short of impossible if this keeps up."
For himself of course. The others in the greenhouse didn't seem nearly as affected. They could keep learning just fine, but the Gryffindor was very likely to spend the entire class thinking he was melting. Hardly conducive to him retaining anything.
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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