Bouncy
He entered the Astronomy classroom, gave the professor a small smile as he introduced himself. "Hello professor, I'm Lawliet. Fourth year Slytherin student and looking forward to your class," he said. With that, he made his way towards the back of the room and took a seat.
The boy pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill and began mindlessly doodling stars on it as he waited quietly for class to begin. A couple moments passed and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the professor was holding something that looked vaguely like an exploding star.
"Is that an exploding star toy, professor?" he asked curiously. It looked a lot like the one he had back in his dorm room.
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