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XanaSnape "Interesting." Kazimeriz whispered.
"LouAnn... Miss Purple, I presume?" he eyed the boy-- as far as he knew, there was only one LouAnn in the school.
"I think it is time to add a few faces to this discussion."
He turned and reached into his wand pocket to summon his messenger patronus. A perplexed expression crossed his face. Wand? What wand? He checked his other pocket. No wand. He glanced suspiciously at Upstead, then-- knowing it was illogical but unable to help himself-- checked his pocket again. Nothing.
He walked over to his coat rack, checking the pocket on his cape. Nothing.
He returned to his desk, a worried, pinched look on his face. Picking up a quill, he wrote a note on a small piece of parchment, slipping it into a small envelope and going over to a small cage in the corner. In the cage was a wee
long-whiskered owlet. The tiny owl took the letter eagerly, swooping out of the room through a small portal in the Professor's door.
"Now, while we wait... Turn out your pockets, Mr. Upstead." he glanced specifically at the pocket which Jake's hand found so interesting.
Oyyyyye... thaaaaat couldn't be good.
Jake looked up, no longer hiding his face, when Kazi told him to empty his pockets. "Why?" he asked, going slightly wide-eyed and not moving a muscle, except to twitch his elbow so it sheilded the pocket from view. Subconsciously of course.