Joyce simply nodded at Kaysha's question, far too horrified by the events around her to muster up a response. Had she really witnessed the Headmaster receive a sloppy kiss? And why did Professor Wishart think it acceptable to arrive resembling a drowned rat? And now it seemed the students at the table of her former house had smuggled in some sort of ... creature?
She was half-tempted to go and deal with the matter herself but settled on taking a sip from her goblet and peering at the man beside her instead. She was grateful to note that the Potions Master was a gentleman of the .... well, of the more mature variety and not a few years past graduation like others at this table appeared to be. Dolly Dopple not included. "Is it always like this?"
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