Brief mention of Zoryn and the Headmaster
Ewan couldn’t help but watch the headmaster, slightly curious at his interaction with Toodles. Putting that out of his mine now, he followed the light cautiously, listening to the headmaster’s voice, trying to use all of his senses rather than just his eyes just as the head had asked.
Considering the headmasters question briefly as he walked, he couldn’t help but say the first thing that came to mind “I’d want to stay away from it. I mean, if it can’t grab you or throw anything at you, you should be okay”. He wasn’t 100% what exactly to do with a Hinkypunk but he knew that allowing them to get near you would not be good. “I’d imagine using some form of light might be of use, at least when you’re trying to avoid them. If there are several lamps…” pausing for a second now to consider what exactly he’d do “I think if it’s possible, maybe going back the way you came? I mean at least you’re not going towards one of them. If not then maybe just try to figure out which one the Hinkypunk is and avoid that one”. Honestly, he wasn’t really sure what spell to use. Maybe a little ingenuity would be more useful… who knew. The headmaster, that’s who.
Placing his wand back in his wand holster now, he followed the few students and the headmaster that were ahead of him, the light of the wand illuminating some of the sludge that lay below his feet. A feeling of unease came over him as he walked, almost increasing with each step as he continue to move deeper and deeper into the bog. Could he blame some of the other students for feeling slightly scared? Absolutely not. Falling in next to one of the seventh years now (Zoryn), he couldn’t help but frown at the cackle that escaped her mouth when another student answered.
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