SPOILER!!: Prof KayKay~
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And so Kay went on to further explore as she had decided. She was highly impressed with each sculpture she came across. At present, she had paused before one not far down from the polar bear. It was a fox but was it just a plain fox? "Perhaps an arctic fox,'' she mused after a while. These were not just regular animals; they were snow animals no doubt from Haraldur's home country.
Kay hugged herself. It was cold but yet somehow it was comforting being in here. She could get used to this place. She suddenly heard footsteps behind her and the voice of Mason Winslow. "Hello yourself, Mr Winslow! Oh, yes. I agree in more ways than one.'' She laughed her soft laugh, having caught onto Mason's little joke. "These sculpture's are really something. I wonder if Mr Baldvisson did them on his own.'' If so, he was very talented. "How have you been, Mr Winslow? Ready to make your seventh year a very memorable one?''
Mason smiled back. It wasn’t every day that someone appreciated puns. No matter how bad they were. He didn’t use them often but when he saw a chance , he took it. He moved around the next ice sculpture which looked like a kind of fox. Again, he wondered if the Groundskeeper had made them himself or not. Even with the help of magic it was still impressive and he hoped no one stupid enough would melt them.
“I agree, they are simply stunning” he added after he had examined the sculpture and turned to the Professor.
“I’ve been well, thanks for asking” he nodded.
“And i guess i am. I made a whole schedule over the summer to help me with my N.E.W.T studies and i matched them with my classes” Which hours he would study. Which hours he would take a break etc etc.
“And it is my goal to get atleast an A on my exam in Muggle Studies” It was a personal goal, since he had failed his O.W.L , he couldn’t even remember if he had gotten a Poor or a Dreadful. What he did know was that he wanted to forget that grade.
“But how have you been , professor? Busy with setting up the Tournament?” or would she be a spectator? And no, he wasn’t trying to look for clues. In other words, he was.