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As Professor Vance explained the nature of today's lesson, Maxton spread his fingers and looked down at his own nails. They were mostly impeccable but seeing as it had just been lunchtime there was a little barbecue sauce stain on his right index fingernail. Oops.
The fourth year used the sleeve of his robe to quickly buff it clean. He hoped the Professor didn't notice. Or any of the girls sitting around him. He didn't want them thinking he was in the habit of keeping dirty fingernails. Because he wasn't!
"Is it possible to get a reading from someone's nail clippings, perhaps?" He asked, hand in the air. Like tea leaves? He really wasn't sure but he threw it out there anyway.
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