 Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
Again, Drewett only looked away from the omnioculars when someone else was talking to him. This time, the voice he heard was rather old. No, not little Professor Dopple old...but it was old. Or at least, older than a student. The Ravenclaw turned around and saw their potions professor. "Hello, p-professor...." He greeted the man. Professor Noble still made him a little anxious. "Fairly well, sir... b-but the Hufflepuffs are d-doing great." Assuming he wanted to know about the students in his house. No trouble yet, of course, except perhaps for that little exchange about those first years owning brooms. However, the obstacle course was a nice touch, he noted. It looked like fun for the daring. Not his type of daring, at least.
Okay, so no sugar cookies for Farah. That was okay. Drewett smiled a little bit, totally fine with her declining the offer. The offer would still stand later on anyway, again assuming he didn't finish all the sugar cookies in one go. He, instead, turned to face Caolan. "D-Do you want one?" Drewett asked, holding out his container of sugar cookies. There were still a lot of them.
Taking a glance at the pitch again, he saw Dia doing really well for her first tryouts and it made him smile. This was a proud big brother moment right now, and people probably start questioning his loyalty to the Ravenclaw team at this rate. Then he momentarily looked at the Ravenclaw tryouts. Drewett deduced that they were doing stations and drills, kind of like the Hufflepuffs. The Slytherins were doing laps. Okay, nothing to worry about. None of his friends were harmed yet.
Then he looked back to Caolan. "I-I unfortunately don't play...." Actually, Drewett considered it more of a fortunate thing. "But I know that you have to t-try out for the team every year." So no scouting, unless it's for the potential professional teams after Hogwarts. That was the most information Drewett could offer.
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