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A field trip and a film? Beauden could hardly believe it—this was shaping up to be one of the best Care of Magical Creatures lessons yet. He briefly considered asking if popcorn would be served but thought better of it. Professor Paton had made it clear they were on a tight schedule, so he'd save that joke for another day. Still, the excitement was bubbling up in him; it wasn't every day they got a mix of adventure and cinema in class.
Beauden leaned forward in his seat as the short film flickered to life, his eyes narrowing in concentration as the image of the Qilin appeared on screen. The creature moved with a slow, almost ethereal grace as if every step it took was deliberate, purposeful. He'd heard about Qilins before, mostly old tales from his dad—stories about how they were rare and revered across different magical cultures. But actually watching it move was something else entirely.
"Well, the Qilin's supposed to be able to see into people's souls, right?" he began. "It can sense purity—like, not in a 'perfect' way, but just... if someone's intentions are good. That's why it only bows to leaders it deems worthy."
He paused, his mind running through what he'd seen. "It's kinda like a judge but way more... I don't know... mystical."
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