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All the morning exercises were definitely starting to improve his lack of fitness… He’d even managed to complete five laps without wanting to keel over and pass out that very morning. Still, Max was a little out of breath when he joined his classmates at the clock tower entrance.
He’d had spent so long making sure that his uniform looked immaculate that he was worried he might be late. Lucky for him, he wasn’t. Being out of breath was better than being late, right?
Not to mention, all the rushing had warmed him up somewhat too so that was a bonus.
“Hey — I mean… Good evening, Sir.” He didn’t want to start the lesson on the wrong foot, or Merlin forbid be forced into more exercise, so he made sure to greet the Headmaster with all the respect he could muster.
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