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Okay...but given the state of this room and the sheer volume of items to be sorted and cleaned he WOULD be doing this again and again and again regardless. So Derf saw no logic in this process as it was literally a waste of all three men's time - which was still surreal, by the way, to have his Head of House, the Headmaster, and Divination professor ALL in here now wasting everyone's time until the Professor Fletcher became bored - as he put it.
But he did not stop his efforts and set the stack of parchments clipped together on the shelf despite knowing the consequences of doing so. Did this also mean there was never any real intention of making use of this room and all of the wonders contained within? That was perhaps the only true punishment Derf felt right now: all this wasted potential. Which once again seemed incredibly contradictory to what this new era at Hogwarts was supposedly aiming to establish. ".....and what is to become of all of this?" he asked as he once again began to diligently clean the cover once again with the rag and cleaning solution. "....since no matter the diligence of my efforts, it will all amount to nothing."
He was now looking sadly at the grimoire balance on his arm. It was just...going to stay this dusty old forgotten book in this room?
But no, there was no protest nor any real outward indication in his facial expressions how he felt about this. Yes, there were loads of things he would rather be doing right now...but he was sure that held true for the the men as well. As monotonous as his own manual labor was, they were just sitting and.....watching. Derf would get bored himself after about ten minutes, though he reckoned that would not be the case when it came to the Divination professor. Short a fuse and impatient as the man seemed to be, the Hufflepuff felt it a fair assumption that he would be sure to drag this out for as long as he could. Still, Derf could keep himself entertained. Like right now he was trying to recall the order in which the runes had been embroidered and engraved in the cover...so it was a sort of memory quiz as each slowly revealed itself.
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