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Leon listened carefully to what they were going to do. Aww, sick Kneazles? The poor things. The 7th year moved to his feet and headed towards where the supplies were, once had had grabbed at least one of everything - and held it in his shirt so as to not drop anything - he followed after the Professor towards the barn.
He wondered if this would be on the NEWTS, but decided not to bother the Professor with his question, he could always look it up later. There was enough drama going on in the class without him asking a question that he could find out in his own. Leon kept an eye out for any more trouble as he walked along.
Once he arrived, the dark haired boy carefully put all of his supplies down, took off his shoes and put on boots. He placed his shoes by the barn door before washing his hands, putting on his mask and picking up bus supplies again.
All right, he was ready. |