Diggy tried to focus on Professor Truebridge and he wanted to force his mouth to work but the man's eyebrows reminded him of MARS bars. Diggy got a dopey look on his face and he stood up and started towards Professor Truebridge's desk. He automatically reached out for the man's face without realizing it.

He tripped over his shoelace and almost falling flat on his face brought him back to reality. [B]"Err..." he said trying to shake his head clear of the sugar haze. He went and sat back down on the chair and sat on his hands to keep them from shaking. "I am..sir.. I'm having a problem." He nodded his head going up and down and up and down like a boggle head. He clapped his hands around his ears to stop his head from shaking. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself. He had to tell someone he needed help. Since he had stopped eating real food he had lost 15 pounds, but he was slowing gaining it all back from the sheer volume of candy he was eating. Honeydukes sent him a nice letter telling him that he had crippled 4 owls from the heavy load of candy he was ordering. "I um think that...I," he sniffled. This was hard. He didn't want to give up his candy. But between the stomach aches, the raging headaches and the dizzying daydreams he was about to hit rock bottom and he wanted someone to help him.

A tear rolled his little brown face as he tried to find the words. "I uh have a problem with sugar," he whispered as she sniffed again and wiped at his eyes.