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Cassidy nodded along as instructions were given. She kind of wish she'd worn a jumper under her robes or had her scarf if it was going to be cold. Hopefully it wouldn't be too cold. And food made of ashes? Yuck. There is no way she would ever eat anything like that, but she would politely refuse.
"Thank you Professor." Cassidy said as she entered the room. And man was it cold.
She wrapped her arms around herself as she took in all of the sites. There were a bunch of ghosts floating around which made the first year smile because she'd never seen so many all in one place. But the cold. Again: she wanted for a scarf and some gloves. "Hello. How are you?" She cheerily offered anyways to the ghost closest to her.
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