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D I V I N A T I O N!
It was still honestly one of Derf's favorite subjects and it always allowed and enabled his creativity and tendency to conspire against himself and the world. Usually he was every shade of chipper heading to class, but tonight...not so much.
Night time. Near the lake. Talk about rubbing salt into the reopened wounds. Though the sixth year was keeping such thoughts, mostly, to himself. Once again remembering the ink in his skin and what it represented to him. So...maybe tonight could be a bit therapeutic too? Judging by the look of all that fire as he drew closer to the designated location...maybe? Cleansing fire? He felt it safe to assume that they would be practicing pyromancy - or some form of it - though he did not utter such musing as he had with Professor Vance.
Say, would this man enjoy a Magic 8-Ball too?
....maybe he should ask his for that answer. Also...where to find his seat.
Peering around and simply offering the professor a nod as he walked by, he eventually found the log with his name on it beside Penny's. He offered her a small wave as he moved to sit, though he stopped himself as his knees bent and he REMEMBERED. Right, standing up straight and will just...keep his bag slung over his shoulder for now too.
Phew.
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