 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
"Really? Well, my father told me to never make a deal without guarantees." And preferably with a contract too. "If I gave you three galleons now, you'd have to return the money and double the amount should you not be able to find Betsy in two days." It was not only his risk but everyone else's risk with Betsy on the loose. "We'll have to get this in writing if you agree."
As for that question. "Well, we already have dogs and my grandfather runs a farm on top of that. I wanted to have something of my own that could stay close with me on hand and wasn't too hairy or slimy to hold. So my grandfather gave me her to see if I could handle it." Sure, it didn't fit regular circumstances but it is what it is. His eyebrows rose at the whole father's staff thing. Does this Hufflepuff have a commanding force? He opened his mouth to ask more about this when well, they were no longer alone.
"Oh, Bonjour Professor." Why was he squinting down at little old Curtis? Oh. This. Curtis blinked up at the man. He was partially confused. Surely, the Professor of all Creatures would be understanding of this? It wasn't like he was planning to breed Acromantulas with Betsy...... Or was he? "Permission?" Curtis asked without faltering. He needed to have permission to bring a tarantula? "I thought Arachnids fell under a similar category as having a hamster or guinea pig. Do they also require permission?" A genuine question, but memory serves correctly that adults didn't like being questioned. "I didn't know and wasn't expecting Betsy to have a free tour among the castle." Well, at least without his presence. Why do I have to explain myself? Shouldn't the safety of a scared tarantula and other people be more important? "Did you also want a hand in the reward for finding Betsy, Professor?" Curtis asked, remaining perfectly calm and poker-faced.
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