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Hogwarts classes were getting much more difficult as the year drew on, but, in the case of Defence Against the Dark Arts, Abey was actually not at all deterred. This was one of the few classes he liked to attend almost ALL the time. If he could replace the classes he didn't like with Defence Against the Dark Arts, he would be a very happy Abey indeed actually. But he couldn't so maybe he would just continue avoiding all those other lessons. Maybe. Actually.
Stepping into the classroom, Abey noticed all those strange boxes immediately. What they were would have been a complete mystery to him, were it not for the fact that the other students had picked them up, and some had opened them so that the telltale sound was... well... telling tales.
Did... was he supposed to take one too? Yes? No? Maybe? Abey stood there, peering at the blackboard for a moment, a frown becoming more and more apparent on his face as he staaaaaared at the words. It was difficult to really know everything written up there, and so actually Abey just quickly gave up, BECAUSE he was resourceful enough to take a guess and just follow what everyone else had done, and also that was way quicker. It was RISKY, following others and not knowing for sure what he was supposed to do, but it usually worked. And so, he blinked and rubbed his eyes and went to pick up one of the music boxes as well, before taking a seat on one of the mats, close to that one Hufflepuff Henry. Because Hufflepuffs (which was what Abey was actually) needed to stick together, see. And also there just happened to be a space right there.
Oh. Wait. Hold on. OH. WAIT. DISTRACTED. Abey looked up again SUPER QUICKLY at Professor Hirsch and gave him a smile. "Hello Professor Hirsch! I hope you're having a really actually good day!" Really actually.
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