 be curious, not judgmental
Becca eventually gave in and stared. She looked at Plymouth, frowned, and gazed at the spot where the noise came from as Plymouth tried to lead them to the door. "A talking mouse?! Okay seriously. There's someone there!" she whispered to Plymouth. "A spy! Probably some Hufflepuff trying to take notes on the brains, the looks, and the mad skills of Ravenclaw. They just wanna win!"
Upon coming to this conclusion, Becca turned to glare in the general direction of the noise. "You'll never beat us no matter how hard you try," she stated firmly, starting to walk with Plymouth and Cela again. Hmph. Stupid best house wannabes.
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