 Help us we're a bunch of letters stuck in this box !!
A small pinkish-tinged silver figure wandered down the hallway, teetering occasionally and sniffing back and forth. It seemed to hurry a little as Kazimeriz came towards it, but instead of halting, ran smack into the man's cane. The patronus shook its head, and sat up on tiny haunches.
"Um, Professor K, sire? Sir," the rodent faltered in the voice of Constantino Kolytiris. "Celandine Toussaint has hurt her arm in Astronomy, not looking at stars or anything sir, but I don't know how, and anyway, it's sort of crooked, and the nurse is busy giving Mister--Lord Borr cookies, so she wants you, if you could help. Only she thinks you're going to yell so if you decide to come, could you not yell? We're in the first floor corridor, on the floor. Thank you. Sir. Amen."
The patronus bowed several times towards the statue on Kazimeriz's right, just before dissipating into thin air.
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His glass is half-empty. And it's not what he ordered. |