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Finneas scratched his neck sheepishly. Errr…. Not every lesson, no. Perhaps he had given his students too much credit. It was all becoming very evident now. He clearly has to face them with a little more cynicism. This would be the year that Hogwarts broke him. But he put these thoughts on hold as Williamson wore that idea look of his. Though Finneas did not necessarily want to chaperone the upcoming field trip, er, well… He was not good at saying no.
Fortunately, he didn’t have to even try because, alas, a well-timed interruption! This meant he had successfully avoided committing to it, right? Right?
Er.
But what was this? Finneas got up on his two feet and followed behind Williamson. A frantic first year, a frantic Schmoe, Williamson, and an orange pygmy puff. What an interesting combination this was turning out to be. ”Er….. Ms. Taylor,” Finneas was trying to follow along, but many of the details that were being shared were far too far-fetched to be at all believable. Yesterday Schmoe would have taken her words seriously. Today Schmoe had learned that he needed to practice a healthy dosage of cynicism. Now was his time to shine! To show the world all that he had learned in the past half hour.
”Shouldn’t you be in class?” Very firm. Much foot down. So stern. ”Thank you for your concern, but errrr. I can assure you that your Headmaster would never endanger you or your classmates, he err.. He likes to do the opposite of that.” It was at this point in the program that Finneas turned to look up at Williamson…. For approval. Had he done okay? Was THIS taking charge? Did he pass? Was he ready to face another in-class mutiny?
__________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
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