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Milo was quiet as he ascended the latter and entered through the trapdoor, quiet as he settled in at the first entirely empty table he came to, quiet as he stretched out his feet to rest on the chair next to his own - at least until such a time as someone acceptable claimed it. He maintained his silence even once he was situated - as he always did upon arrival to a lesson - apparently deep in thought.
Serious and solemn as his expression was, it might have seemed mysterious, like perhaps Milo was pondering the mysteries of the known and/or unknown universe (a recurrent area of interest), or maybe as though some kind of deep personal rumination was underway. In actuality, he was trying to figure out if all the wands in the school, stood end to end, would reach from the lake's deepest point to its surface. Simple enough to estimate, but for the fact that Milo was not all that good with numbers. Not naturally, anyway, which made this one of those questions which kept him quiet and occupied (and therefore out of trouble) for a while.
Divination, however, was another matter. That was something he had covered even when most of Milo's attention was, say, many fathoms deep in the lake with a trunk of wands in tow, or wondering how feasible it might be to engineer the experiment in the physical realm.
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