 Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
Sebastian had told that girl from the feast that the Professors here were useless, had he not? Eh.
Were they really going to produce butterflies out of thin air in order to make her room prettier?! Really? This was pretty useless. Sitting straight on his chair, Sebastian kept on hand in his jacket's pocket as he observed his .... - eugh - classmates play around with their wands.
Eye roll.
What a waste of time.
"Ma'am?" Sebastian called for the wacko old woman, raising the hand that wasn't hidden. "I am not saying that decorating your classroom isn't a noble enough reason, but what utility being able to conjure butterflies would have to us once we graduate, in your opinion?"
He doubted she even heard him. |