Had no one ever observe that Rafferty was not a man of many words? It seemed as though not and that they were all blind. Was Rafferty going to take the bait Spinnet was throwing at him? Definitely not. All that happened was that he ignored her for a few minutes to finish marking the first paper. Whose abysmal quiz paper was this? Rafferty was not surprised to see it belonged to a certain fifth year.
“You can always return another evening. Not tomorrow. Your friend has detention then.’’ Rafferty moved onto the next paper but not before he cast a sly and sharp look at Spinnet. “Put your back into it, Spinnet. The lazier you are and the longer you take, you’ll find yourself here many more a night.’’
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