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Well...that made little sense. Why make the rubbish bin look like a recycle bin when it deleted things instead of, you know, recycling it? Was there some deeper meaning to that? Was like...uh...the stuff moved to that icon area thingy not REALLY gone then? He was sorta little too caught up on this detail - because trash and recycle were not exactly synonymous as far as he knew...there WERE some fine differences - and had only been half paying attention to the next set of instructions when he began hearing the gentle clicking noises of his classmates as they began proceeding.
Oh. What? Was he supposed to open up the tra--- recycle bin?
Knowing all about this clicking business, Derf set to doing just that...only his was completely empty and thus rather disappointing. Glancing around the classroom quickly provided the sixth year with a visual cue that he was NOT doing the right thing and thus set to fixing that by following his monkey see monkey do technique once again. Click on the house color icon. Got it. Double clicking once produced no results - well, there was this sorts swirly looking thing that spun a bit near the arrow - so Derf gave this clicking business another go. Still nothing.
Again? Again.
Derf soon lost track of how much clicking he was doing and it was getting lost in all the other clicking around him...but eventually something DID happen. And several times over. While the white screen with this Goober...whatever logo appeared, it all turned white once again and then the logo appeared. Once again, before he could do anything else, the process repeated. And again. And again. Blinking as the process continued a few more times, Derf was quick to note that the top bit of this, er, window thingy was beginning to accumulate more little grey looking boxes. No...they weren't boxes...but there were a bunch of them popping up and becoming more and more narrow with each addition and each with that little white circle and Hogwarts house color 'G' on each.
Eventually...this stopped...and he began to curiously count how many 'G's were present. 1....2....3........................36.
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