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She had vaguely sensed the movement around her, but the woman only responded when her shoulder was tapped, knowing some of the greenhouse’s inhabits were known to move at times. “Good afternoon, Mr. Cambridge,” she greeted the Slytherin with a polite smile. In contrast the seventh year had a look of…well maybe not quite fear but maybe concern. Celeste got the impression her work with the young man might be the biggest challenge and not just because he was the eldest of the four and would be graduating at the end of the term.
“First off…relax,” she instructed, hoping to ease his nerves. “It’s not a life or death situation.” He wouldn’t die if he picked wrong in what he started out for his future. “Now you said you had no favorite subjects and you didn’t feel really comfortable with your magic. Perhaps we should start with sharing what interests you outside of lessons…outside of Hogwarts.” Besides dirt that was because it was definitely outside the school. The woman slowly moving to the next bed figuring they could take as they walked. Again distracting worries.
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