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"No, I don't think they do..." Abra replied, his tone somewhat bemused. If the situation weren't so tense, what with expecting hinkypunks to leap out of them at any moment and start walloping them with their lanterns, he might have cracked an amused smile at the thought of following the headmaster's singing. All the same, he felt he'd have a good chuckle about it later; not a mean chuckle, though.
Before long, the boat bumped against something, and Abra felt his heart leap into his throat for just a brief second, before he realised what they'd hit was a mass of land. The end of the route. Seeing that the headmaster was out of his own boat, Abra followed suit and stood by, awaiting instructions and wandering what kind of state his shoes and clothes would be in by the time he got to see them by the light of day.
Oh boy. The practical.
... Well, at least they weren't real hinkypunks. Abra appreciated that that had been made clear beforehand; he had been feeling a little on edge since that screech, and had been expecting bad, bad things to happen, but what the headmaster had described wasn't so terrible at all. He drew his wand, squelched away a short distance through the mud so that he wasn't going to get in anyone's way, and braced himself for action.
With a "Lumos," Abra lit his wand, so that he was prepared and could, you know, see, and focused his attention on the lanterns approaching from the gloom.
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