 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary was grateful that the professor was so considerate in adjusting the seating arrangements. It did help to have the comfort of those he liked most close to him. Yes Bry, he was very happy. So happy that he couldn’t stop smiling as he arranged all his materials for the lesson before him.
The third year was sort of disappointed that there was no debate today. He had rather enjoyed that particular activity. But whatever it was that was planned for today’s lesson, Ary was sure he would enjoy it too. “There’s Ottery St. Catchpole,” was the answer when he was called upon. “It’s somewhere in Devon and has a Magical and a Muggle community.” It was very nice that the two could live together even if the Muggles were clueless about their neighbours being witches and wizards. |