 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Of course she noticed; Claudine went through the same thing, especially that period of time when Rosier and his gang had been around so it hadn’t taken much to recognise the signs in Robinson. She seemed to understand his comment though for she nodded. “Agreed. Can’t let the anxiety keep you down.” Claudine raised her hand - and quill which she was holding - in greeting to Evan. He was one of those whom she was going to miss after she graduated. He was so much like her. Anyway. Here came Ash. Another one to be missed. Goodness. Claudine had a thing for Ravenclaws, didn’t she? The seventh year tried to peek at Ash’s calculations as the girl worked. [B]“Copycat,’’[/B] she muttered good naturedly. Because the two had the same answers.
Right. Robinson was not good with names. It was some progress that he remembered hers earlier Claudine supposed. The Snakette checked her answers against the ones recently revealed. Great. She had them all correct. Colour her pleased with herself. Um…
The who sequence? Claudine stared at Lisa. Good for the younger girl that she knew something like that. So. Math. Her hand went up. “Claudine Blaze, professor. We can use math regularly to count out the number of times we stir a potion in a clockwise or an anticlockwise manner.’’ |