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Harri jutted a small pout.
She was in fact quite focused on the lesson, or as much as her flighty eleven year old brain was capable of. She did hear the group discuss about maaaaany creatures and TREES and soggy feet and oh...poor Toddles. It sounded like the Headmaster had his work cut out for him and even though the Headmaster was right, that the elf won't be able to ensure for her if she got lost, she still felt bad. Besides, she got lost often enough that that comment didn't faze her, not really.
Reaching for her wand, just reaching to make sure it was still there, the young Gryffindor braced the muddy lands along with the rest of the group, squinting at the only light source they had and because she was prone to getting lost, went and grabbed on to the uniform of the person next to her. It was probably still Igor, right? She wasn't sure...and it was too hard to tell in the dark and she was trying not to trip and break her neck or fall into a jagged rock as what the Headmaster said.
...Oh. Hinkypunks.
What a funny sounding word. She knew little about them though. Like just one thing. "Um, I know they look like smoke." Heh. Maybe she should do some advance reading next time. Her brain was only full of anything animagus-related at this point. As for what she would do, she would um...oh! Maybe befriend the hinkypunks? So they could all light the way for her? That would be sooooooo COOL. And stupid.
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