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It took a few moments to close the distance to Emmalyn, his gaze primarily on the gnome and the vine he'd conjured, wand raised in case he needed to add reinforcements. It seemed that his spell had landed well enough though, and he turned his attention to the Hufflepuff now, having somewhat missed her collapsing in the meantime. She'd already calmed down as he approached and crouched down beside her.
"The common garden gnome, Gernumbli gardensi," he replied with a nod. "Usually only a pest, but the ones around Hogwarts seem quite territorial." He eyed the gnome flailing against the vines a moment, a growing urge to silence it. He guessed it had the Hogwarts older student population to thank for teaching it that kind of grotesque language. He pursed his lips, toying with the idea, before opting against it as Emmalyn spoke again.
He turned to look at her properly now, a hint of amusement playing on his lips. "You sound surprised." And she looked it too. She needn't be though, he had a duty of care to his students. He was a father too, even if his little girl wasn't so little anymore. "I was headed to see Professor Baldvinsson when I saw your sparks...seems like I came at just the right time. They're stubborn little blighters if you don't know her to deal with them properly. Rude too." He shot the gnome a stern look at the laughter erupting from it at the young Hufflepuff's misfortune. "How's your ankle looking?" He didn't have any medical supplies on him, but it wasn't too far to either Haruldur's or Paul's offices if needs be.
"I'm guessing you haven't covered de-gnoming yet in Care of Magical Creatures?"
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