 Wowza!
Willow had come to the conclusion that Professor Ashby was a out of his mind. However, as insane as the old man was, the fifth year actually enjoyed his lessons. Surprisingly.
"Good day, Professor Ashby. How are you doing?" She greeted, taking seat arounf the middle of the classroom, and pretending that there was nothing wrong with having bottles of ink floating around or scattered all over the floor, as well as the quills. Nope, there was nothing wrong or rare about that.
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