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Professor Schmoe’s reaction was as bad as expected. She felt pretty bad about it, but it was a genuine mistake. If it was any comfort to the man, Remy’s face was starting to turn a little red, too, after the whole mishap. The blonde bowed her head and rested it in her hand with her elbow on the desk.

Her attention snapped right back into the classroom when an avalanche of stuff fell on top of Professor Schmoe. GASP, THE POOR MAN.

Before she could react accordingly, Remy glanced to a girl (Serena) who mentioned summoning the markers. “You do know this is a muggle studies class.” Not that magic was banned, but they should at least TRY and act like muggles here, right? Speaking of markers, the Gryffindor thought she had spotted them and sort of lunged herself at the box to get there before anyone else could. Aaaannnnddd… it was just a box of weird, tiny sticks? Matches, it said on the box.

Nope, no markers there. Instead, she started to help by picking up the remaining stuff that covered the Professor.