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tex 
Ok, so Cy was seeing something crazy in the distance. A huddle of students (one being the Head Girl… EWWW!) and then that one guy that was always walking around the grounds.
Time to investigate… obviously.
Stepping onto the platform-like cliff, he jogged by Anna giving her a beat on the shoulder. “Ello.” He said simply with a mischievous wink. He then turned to the Groundskeeper, in order to figure out what that was.
His voice come out loud, and very curious. “What IS thah’ mate,” his eyes looked up to the Professor guiltily as he remember who he was talking to, “errrr, Sir. THAT, is probably the coolest thing I’ve evah’ seen.”
He wanted to touch it then ride it around the lake. Yes.
Anna continued to watch the squid in wonder, still amazed that it could talk and communicate just as she could. Who would have ever thought? In all of her years here at Hogwarts, she'd never heard of such! She wondered if her parents knew, and she made a mental note to ask them over the holidays. It was only when she was suddenly beat on the shoulder, that she moved her gaze from the squid to...
...
that Cyrus kid. Great. Lovely. He'd probably jump into the water within mere seconds and take a nice swim with the squid. Or better yet, he'd probably attempt to follow the squid far, far underwater in the attempt to check for cracks in the foundation. She eyed him, trying hard not to be irritated, then said, "He's Mr. Henry Bartholemew. Isn't he just dazzling?" she asked, remembering they were supposed to compliment the squid.
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The Giant Squid The squid waved a tentacle in the direction of the student who spoke. It would be rude not to acknowledge her, even if he was already engaged in conversation at present.
She turned around just in time to see the squid raise a tentacle and wave at her. Her face lit up, and she smiled brightly and waved back. Otherwise, she said nothing. The squid and Mr. Masterson had really important matters to discuss.
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Tailzinator Constantine reached a hand out to meet that of Bartholomew's, giving it a little shake. "I'm glad of your decision. As for when you're done, I'm sure that some students will be here to view the magnificence that is you," he smiled. "You can send one of the students to me and I will come back here. If there's no one here, then try the Lake, better chance of getting a students attention. Does that sound good?"
"Thank you for helping us, Mr. Bartholemew," Anna said. "Be careful way down there!" The squid probably didn't need to be too cautious, though. He'd lived in that lake for years and years...and years and years and years. He probably knew that place like the back of his tentacle.