 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Nathan breathed a sigh of relief when they had gone. That had gone better than expected – the only thing hurt in the process had been Mr Flooing’s pride.
He checked around the table where Floyd had been sitting first, and found that the old man had left his knapsack as he attempted to flee the premises. ‘Well done, Amelia’ he thought. He then made his way over to the bar to check that nothing had been left behind, and that he had given nothing to the barman. When satisfied that there was nothing, he ordered himself a double firewhiskey and downed it in one before making his way outside and apparating back to the Ministry.
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