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So...here was the convoluted thing. Atlas figured that his aunt would feel almost entirely right at home with all the vines. It practically looked like the inside of her flat. At the same time, that unease continued to eat at the Gryffindor's insides...the connection between Bartholomew Henry's words and planting early on in the term feeling partiiiiiiiiiiiicularly convenient. Maybe he could get his aunt to go with the plan to follow the vines to the roots to uproot some?!
It would prove that he paid attention, you know? That he knew the only way to remove weeds and all that was to totally remove all traces of it from the soil. THE ROOTS!
"...hi..." They were kind of cool now, right? She could check his pockets if she wanted. They were empty and had been empty since...well...anyway. No prototypes. "...we...playing untangle the knot?" Meaning the VINES. Atlas was also curious about the results of the water samples...and if anything had been found. But, well, maybe since there had been no news that meant there was nothing conclusive? So far his magical forensics odds were pretty bad. Zero for two. "...or fire?"
Fire got rid of weeds and fire was something he could produce!
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