 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
If one knew David Truebridge, one knew he did not possess a simple mind. Clearly he had been calculating the combustibility and fire intensity per Byram’s fire intensity equation, though obviously the factor of r (spread) was not necessitated here, as the fire was limited to its receptacle and, being of magical origin, was not easily predicted per the Muggle lawas of physics...
But he digressed. Back to the very, very fair-haired vixen beside him.
"Valerie," David quietly repeated the name as though considering it, and her. He didn't see a need to return his name. He wasn't the interesting one. "Why did you stay here?" Didn't Americans usually view America as superior to other countries in every way? They had certainly won the school competition in this way. He would have never imagined to see any of those children ever again.
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