She listened intensely to Derf as he spoke about Picketta, she sure hoped she'd have the same opportunity to care for a creature like a Bowtruckle. She nodded at Josie and settled back to starring at Picketta entangled in Derf's hair and comparing it to her book, while also jotting notes.
Lizzie was about to reply to Derf's question about baking when her eyes were
drawn to the mantlepiece of the common room fireplace. There perched in all his ghostly glory was the Fat Friar, she'd only glanced him at the start of term feast.
"Huffle-hunt?" she questioned aloud.
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