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Mrs. Weasley "Poor baby, Professor Truebridge, you are a bad father. Every child should have a name. He looks like a Diablo to me." Abby watches Professor Truebridge wave that strange looking devise around her. She has no idea what that thing does, and Professor Truebridge isn't giving any clues at to what it might do. When he finishes, Abby walks over to the table and empties the content of her pockets on the tray.
The Contents of Abby's Pockets
One Mauve colored Pygmy Puff
Six Black Pepper Imp Wrappers folded length wise
A sugar quill
Two Chocolate Frog Cards (Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley)
pink box(The box has a permanent sticking charm on it.)
Abby takes her wand out of it's holster. She hesitates to put it on the tray. The last time she gave a professor her wand, she broke it. Okay, Professor Lupa was just pretending, but it still felt real. This is ridiculous. I've always trusted Professor Truebridge. There's no reason not to now. Abby places her wand on the tray and sits down.
"Why wouldn't I be afraid Professor Kazimeriz might hurt you? I was at the duel. Do you usually act that way when you're just playing around with someone. Professor, I was in Professor Kazimeriz's office when the whole thing got started. I got the distinct impression Professor Kazimeriz was pretty mad at you." Professor Kazimeriz must have a reason why he wants me to spy on him. I assume it has something to do with the duel. Could it something else?
"Um... I don't know. Help you around your office. Run errands for you. That kind of stuff. I'm sure you can use help with something. I could walk your dog around the grounds for you." Come on Abby. You've got to get him to agree to this. I don't want to have to face Kazimeriz if Truebridge says no. "He'll get a name eventually. I only have one dog so it isn't like I'll get confused." Truebridge answered, eyeing the contents of Abby's pockets.
"He's always been mad at me, right since I first met him when I was eleven years old." Ethan looked over at Abby for a moment, wondering why she was so eager to 'run errands'.
"I suppose you could.... walk the dog. And perhaps... talk to Professor Morgan about a name?"
Interesting.
"Was there anything else, Abby?"