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Did he know Fletcher entertained ideas of setting things of epic proportion on fire, and encouraging his fellow classmates to do just that? How would he know though? How would he know that just a few moments ago Fletcher had been totally determined to conjure up a table from the Great Hall and egg LiL Lockhart on to making a campfire out of it?
Unless... Professor Kingsley was a legilimens?! GASP! Yes, that had to be it! He was invading Fletcher's miiiiiiind!!! There was no way he could have figured the Hufflepuff's obvious pyromaniatic intentions otherwise!!!!!!
"Uh uh uh," the boy tried to imagine his brain as a tightly sealed safe as he mulled over Kingsley's words. He squinted his eyes in concentration and then nodded hurriedly to the professor. "I'm sorry." Again. "Yes sir." He tucked his wand in his back pocket and bowed his head in a perfect picture of piety, shuffling out of the room somewhat... backwards.
You weren't supposed to turn your back to a legilimens, right? Wasn't that the rule or something?
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