 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
The grateful smile in response to her answer hadn’t been missed by the fifteen-year-old blonde, yet Stasya couldn’t find it in her to ask. It was just going to be another mystery to add to her quickly growing list, along with wanting to figure out what exactly Ash was looking to protect them from. As far as she knew, the grindylows couldn’t get to them on land, and she hadn’t seen any creatures venturing out from the Forbidden Forest this term (although she was still immensely curious if the unicorns were doing okay in there.)
Either way, she’d been paying attention to the lesson as it had continued enough to scribble down the notes Professor Wayland had instructed them to take. Not that she’d have minded anyhow as all information about creatures was welcome in her eyes. Especially if it was information that may or may not be in books, although she’d held off on adding the brain stuff to her notes. That didn’t seem exactly important, not when they had hippocampi to meet.
As they’d been instructed to approach the tank, she hadn’t wasted any time, slipping her notes back into her bag as she walked up to the observation deck. Long legs actually were an advantage sometimes, as she’d managed to get there pretty quickly even without really hurrying, and she’d slipped into a seated position next to Derf once she’d arrived. Close to the creatures but also not at risk of keeping any ickle first years from getting a good look either.
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