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Who would have supposed Cyril would have missed being part of Hogwarts as much as he had been? After the years had passed, he didn't even know there had been many memories for him TO miss. But more he wandered, the more fond memories he had. There were some sad too, naturally, and he did tend to avoid certain parts of the grounds when he was able. His main focus was just remaining positive, and connecting with both the students and the creatures alike.
And what was the best way to connect with a magical creatures? Snacks and treats of course, just as one would do with the mundane or even other humans. The man was aware he probably looked silly, gardening gloves on his hands, straw sun hat on his head, a small trowel in one hand and a jar attached via a rope hanging around his neck like that of a necklace. If one stepped closer, they could see there was already an assortment of beetles in the jar but it was not nearly enough for his bribery.
Which was why he was on the hunt for worms. Humming a jig loudly to himself, the Care of Magical Creatures professor lowered himself closer to the ground and begin to make a small hole near a bench with his trowel. He was confident he could fix any holes he made after he was done gathering (after all, last thing he wanted to do was mess with any of Javier's hardwork) but keeping it out of the way ensured no students would trip if he were to look away for a moment.
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