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"You’ve done a wonderful job! 5 points for your hard work. And because this was your idea, how’s 5 more sound?" She asked.
"Well feel free to come by anytime. I’d love to hear about any experiments that you’d care to try in the future. You know where to find me if you need me." She said with a smile, very impressed with the young Ravenclaw's inquisitiveness. "It’s Celandine, right? ... Don't think I forgot about you. 5 points for all of your hard work as well."
Celandine nodded and smiled brightly at Daphne as Professor Morgan awarded the Gryffindor some points and then awarded her some too. "Thank you, Professor. I'll definitely come and do the others, especially now that Copernicus and I will be here looking after our Abraxan foals all the time. They are so pretty, Professor Morgan!"
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Ama Rigidly, she tried not to flinch too much as Celandine worked hard to get her hands clean; the same hands she had dirtied before. Just for good measure, Daphne sent her a confused look. Especially when she began spouting things like altitude and air pressure.
Celandine Toussaint was such a strange little girl.
"I do wonder about the effects of high altitude as well," on brains, interjected Daphne surreptitiously. "Oh! Oh!" cooed, the girl trying her best not to clap her hands together in childish glee. 10 points! Not that it was much but it was something. Daphne made a mental note to thank Celandine later. Turning to her friend, the blond nodded over her shoulder at the door. "I guess we best be going now," chirped Hopton. "Homework to do...and such."
Or not. There were also a batch of almond cookies in her dormitory with her name on them.
"We
should." Celandine agreed, taking the idea of doing homework quite seriously, "You need to work on Alohomora, I'll help!" Cela said to Daphne cheerfully.
"See you later Professor Morgan!" Celandine waved at her then expanded her wave to include Allie, making a mental note to catch her at some point. And what was Jillian doing? Still playing with the tree frog probably.
Cela still couldn't blame her.