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Charms. One of Derf's favorite lessons even with the set backs that practical application tended to have. He was finally starting to figure out the connection between himself and his fwooper core, so magic in general had been improving for the Hufflepuff. So it was, feeling light on his feet for once, that the seventh year entered the Charms classroom....only to freeze in the doorway and just STARE.
Forget the professor. Forget the kneazle of questionable longevity. Forget the welcoming warmth. All Derf saw was a plethora of Maxton Cardens and one of them looking absolutely shocked and, perhaps, even a little in horror.
So Maxton, the real Maxton, did not know...meaning there had been no consent to change into him. His brain wanted, desperately, to write this off as some advanced transfigurations...but he knew better. This was Polyjuice Potion and Derfael Mitchell Ashburry-Hawthorne was not here for it. Being tied up by Levi Kenning in the library to have a chit chat after polyjuicing into him as a third year had left QUITE the impression on Derf. He had learned some very important lessons then, namely to think about and be prepared to take ownership of the consequences of your actions. And then last term, learning that he had been LIVING (literally) with professors who had polyjuiced into unknown teenagers for months and everything that came with this...no one could blame him for being sensitive to this.
No one.
Taking a VERY tentative step into the classroom, Derf found one TINY glimmer of hope in this storm brewing inside his chest. "Will we be working on the more advanced used of Revelio today, professor?" he inquired, loudly. His tone on edge and a bit dangerous sounding. Because he was ready to use that charm on the Maxton that was looking the most pleased with itself.
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