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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Atlas had not been a part of the scavenger hunt, though there had been a modest desire to partake and give the club a chance since he was finding himself bored entirely too often and it was causing a certain undesired result according to mum and dad, but instead had spent his time working on a mechanical scorpion he had made from the parts of a pocket watch he had found lying around and was taken his new little buddy out for its maiden adventure around the castle when he heard all the crashing and banging and general breaking of things.
His first assumption was that Peeves was on the loose again - mild jealously at how the poltergeist could get away with things simply because he was translucent and unalive - but not one to charge in and stupidly follow noises had sent Scorpio in first and waited OUTside of the room until the little mechanical companion returned with one of the sleeved cards speared to its stinger. Arching his brow, Atlas removed the card and pulled it out just enough to see what was in the sleeve. "....interesting..." he murmured, lips pursed, and slipped it into his pocket before dipping into Trophy Room proper (Scorpio situated in the palm of his left hand) and immediately too note of the carnage. "Peeeeeeeeeves? What's your problem with chocolate frog cards? This is even extra for you!" the Gryffindor called out as he carefully tiptoed around all the broken glass and towards the overturned table.
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