 Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Svensson valiantly attempted to carry his birdcage out to the grounds without the cover falling off, but it was to no avail. He finally pulled the lavender-and-yellow striped cloth off and tossed it over his shoulder, so that he could see where he was going. It really was a pity that his wand had mysteriously disappeared--if it had not, he could have levitated his birdcage and avoided shaking his already sick canary altogether.
Finally, Lars Svensson reached the hut and gently set the cage down on the ground several meters away from the door, so he could knock without worrying about tipping the cage over or jostling it in any way. He slipped the cover back over the cage and turned to move to the door, but then he noticed there was a student there, looking rather harried.
Hmm. Well, he had best let the poor student speak to the other professor first. His bird was not about to drop dead anytime soon. Lars put his hands in the pockets of his robes and kicked at a clod of dirt, whistling surreptitiously. |