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Rocking back and forth on his heels - it was kinda hard to stay chill under these circumstances, you know? - the fourth year's bright blues flicked between Ian and the two manning this particular booth, his friend's question throwing him a bit. "No, nope," he replied on a whisper while shaking his head. Though having a magizoologist for a cousin instead of everyone being primarily herbologists wouldn't be the end of the world... "Why? Is it because we are both blonde?" That was...blondism. Or something. Not that Derf really minded.
So, really, Derf was only half paying attention with the prison guard zookeeper was going on about certifications and classifications. Sorta just catching bits and pieces of things, though her reckoned it would be sorta hard to ever classify a flobberworm as dangerous of challenging. Though thinking about flobberworms just made him think about Hufflepuff's loss to Gryffindor where they had reeeeeally had their bludgers handed to them.
Uh...what were they talking about?
OH RALPHIE!
Grinning from ear to ear, he had been expecting a story or anecdote or SOMETHING to appease his curiosity...not...what he was given. So that was just a liiiiiittle disappointing. But like, er, he couldn't really expect many stories when she just said she was not one of his handlers and was one of the lead niffler ones. "Ralphie is a Thunderbird," he whispered gleefully to Ian.
Speaking of nifflers...one was now on a harness wandering about the table.
"One of my friends has a pet niffler," he nodded as he offered his hand, palm up, for the creature to take a sniff if it fancied. Nothing shiny or appealing on his hands to note though. They had also handled nifflers loads in the creature barn and stuff, so Derf felt a bit confident in dealing with this particular creature right now.
And yes, Derf was deeeeeeefinitely paying attention to what the dragonologist was saying. Which begged a few questions from the Hufflepuff. "Do you ever ... you know...deal with eggs and hatchlings? Like...with some endangered species of dragons or rehabilitation purposes? Like the sort of stuff that gets done at the Galloway Rehabilitation Reserve?"
The EGGS bit was particularly important, okay?
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