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Wait...what had Jessa done to her computer? Peering around things as best he could, he KNEW what that screen was. Or, well, he was pretty sure he knew what it was. Kinda ironic that she had the blue screen of death and now had to, you know, revive the computer. Least everyone knew she was good at doing that sort of thing, bringing things back from the dead and stuff. Though he had gained a kind of fondness for her kneazles, it all still...caused a violent chill to shoot up and down his body. On top of that...he felt bad for thinking about his friend in such sarcastic terms sooooooo back to his own screen it was and all the...er...well all 36 of whatever these things were called.
And just in time for Professor Stewart to stroll on by and...not blame him? That was nice of her because, well, there was no one else to blame but him, you know? He had been the one doing the clicking, excessive amounts of it at that. "Er...yeah..." he chuckled boyishly, ruffling his hair a bit as he nodded and...started closing those one by one with a click on the tiny little 'x' like he had seen done on muggle TV shows. Following the next set of instructions, Derf took pause trying to think about just WHAT to search for. It was a bit daunting, you know? Anything in the world to type in and hit send to see what popped up and stuff...
Eventually, after a few painfully long minutes of thinking and drawing blanks, the Hufflepuff settled on going with something familiar: his name. Hunting and pecking with his index fingers, he sluggishly typed his name (Derfael Ashburry-Hawthorne) into the search box thingy and clicked search. And, to no one's surprise, he came up with nothing under his own name...though there were a fair few people with the name Ashburry-Hawthorne listed on some CallerNameService site. Whatever that was. He was hardly curious enough to click on those to see where it took him. Instead, Derf went back - or rather clicked on one of the other tabs for a clean slate....and considered typing in another name. So back to hunting and pecking it was until he had finished typing a second name....and hit send again: Julian Scrimgeour.
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