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The classroom is the same as it always is with professor Bellaire, bright crisp clean air because her classes are always early in the morning and complete immaculate classroom. There is also almost always an unnerving quiet as you walk in. Only this morning..there is a shuffling sound coming from a large box at the front of the classroom and professor Bellaire is standing a little bit away wearing protective gloves and a scorned look on her face.
You know the drill..get in and stand by your seats, class will begin shortly.
Asher was trying his hardest to be awake for class. He'd been up far too late working on homework and had a fretful nights sleep. He patiently waited next to his seat for further instructions.
Attempting to conceal a wide yawn, he turned his head momentarily away from the professor, trying to appear as if he was checking out the classroom and the other students. Wake up, wake up, he thought to himself and stood even straighter.
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Ariel stepped into the classroom, a smile spread across her face.
She LOVED Transfiguration.
Probably more than anything else. It was not only her favorite subject but, as she saw it, a way of life! And she had been ecstatic about meeting the professor.
"Good morning Professor!" Ariel greeted with a smile, finding a desk toward the front of the room. "How are you today?"
Personally, the girl could not CONTAIN her excitement.
Oh yes, this was going to be good.
Sophie walked into the the Transfiguration classroom after making sure her uniform was tidy enough for professor Bellaire's standards. "Morning, professor." The Hufflepuff greeted the older witch as she went to take a place somewhere to the front, but not exactly in the front row.
She stood behind the desk she chose this time and eyed the large box and tried to listen carefully to the sounds that were coming from it. Eep!
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First thing to do when heading to Charms Transfiguration is check to make sure one is perfectly CLEAN. Lex stopped outside the classroom and tried tucking her shirt more neatly into her skirt then straightening her tie. It was the least she could do considering there wasn't much to be done about the bird's nest on her head. Okay, it wasn't that bad, just noticeably un-brushed and pulled into a messy ponytail. Not her fault she was running late, Bellaire needed to not have her classes so early, yeah?
Once she was as neat as she would ever be she walked into the class, glanced briefly at the shuffling box before smiling brightly at the Professor. "Good Morning Professor Bellaire." Her eyes shifted to the board. "Erm...good to know you had a lovely summer."
Was that a part of the class? Would they be tested on it later? She shrugged and found a seat in the middle of the room, fixating again on the shuffling box. This wasn't DADA...whatever was inside wasn't vicious. The thought was almost disappointing when she thought about it.
Sigh.
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Very early. Classes were very early. Which wasn't usually a problem but the previous night she was kind of was preoccupied. Oh, she still hadn't finished redecorating the dorm and yes it was so very important. So she kind of wasn't that ...awake?
Though the walk to the sixth floor helped a bit. At least she did't yawn every minute. Only every seven minutes or so. And since it was Transfiguration, then it meant they were probably going to be 'doing' something rather than just sit and answer questions all the time. She was hoping so.
The fifth-year entered the classroom, took a look around then walked further in. Oh, a box. And it was making sounds, oookay. "Good morning, Professor," She greeted the woman when she passed her.
Oooh. Lex. Cassia walked over to the lioness and slid into a seat next to her. "'Sup," She said dropping her bag to the floor next to her.
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Tobias had entered the room with a polite 'Good morning, Professor,' and was now stood by a seat in the general area he usually chose when arriving at a class: right at the side and nearest the windows. He nibbled nervously at the edge of his thumbnail as he glanced back and forth from the professor to the box thingy at the front of the room.
Transfiguration was the class he found harder than all of the rest and so naturally he was eager to improve and everything buuuuuuuuuuuuut... vibes. There were vibes. Coming from the professor. And the room was too quiet.
And he was trying really really hard not to bounce but even HE knew that now was not the time.
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Cutty Mordaunt had been awake for sometime before his first Transfig class was set to begin. What he was doing all of that time was difficult to say. Whatever it was, it left him in a good mood and he entered the Transfiguration classroom wide awake and alert.
His eyes fixed on Professor Bellaire as he entered and stood near a desk to the left of a young Hufflepuff boy. He was trying not to stare but she was a very striking witch. Here's hoping she's not a complete airhead and actually had something to teach them. He tore his focus away from her and wondered why they were all standing, including himself.
Oh. She was one of those.
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The Transfiguration room nice and bright and clean, and Mo enjoyed a breath of fresh air as he stepped into the room. The school in general was MUCH cleaner than last term, and Mo was slowly remembering what it was like to not have to do his own cleaning or carry around his own silverware in his bag. He'd stabbed himself with a fork WAY too many times last term.
"Good morning, Professor," Mo slipped around to stand near the bully-baby named Sophie, giving her hair a tug as he stood beside an open desk.
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West entered the room in absolute silence. Complete silence. He found a desk, and without looking at anyone, he stood there and waited.
In silence.
The sort that was directed completely inward. He was here because he had to be, and because it was his favourite subject once upon a time, but that didn't matter today. He had dressed nice and made sure his uniform was pristine though, sort of out of habit for a Bellaire lesson.... it was just that his heart wasn't in it.
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Hair combed and robes straight and a presentable Alice for Transfiguration, because it was common knowledge that Bellaire wouldn't have it any other way. She also had imaginary duct tape over her mouth. Nothing more than answers and greetings in this lesson, for fear of losing another thirty points for virtually nothing.
Lady was nuts.
The sixth year entered quietly, and with a polite "Morning, professor," for the lady at the front, she went to stand near a seat by Ella.
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Vesper was here...and kinda terrified of the Transfiguration professor.
She'd read the rules beforehand. So, her appearance was as tidy as she could get it...but her hair was still a bit wild. Gel had been brought into play but it hadn't done much good. Looking at everyone standing by their seats, too...Ves didn't make a sound as she slowly went to stand by her own seat.
Real magic was involved this go around...and not magic she was too skilled with. So, she was prepared to embarrass herself....pretty much.
A deep blush stained her cheeks.
Good morning, professor...
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Hannah entered the Transfiguration classroom nice and neat, just the way Professor Bellaire liked it. She would have been nice and neat regardless, but let the professor think what she will. The class was pretty full. Was she late? She spotted the professor who was still welcoming students so it looked like she was safe for now. Morning Professor." She wasn't sure how good of a morning it was just yet so she left that little part out of the greeting.
Was she wearing protective gloves? What was going to be going on during this lesson she wondered. At least she could be sure that it wouldn't involve beards. This professor would have none of that nonsense and she could respect her for that!
Wot?! What did he just see? Some bigger kid just yanked some girl's hair. That was aggressive and it amused him. Cutty's mouth hung open. A gape sort of smile as utter delight spread across the rest of his features. The young Slytherin boy caught his expression and willed himself not to laugh out loud at the scene before him because of the whole standing by the desks thing. It instead manifested in a series of deep inhales and shaking shoulders.
He was going to make it.
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Minerva walked into class with a smile on her face. She was thankful to have another class with a normal female professor. Yes transfiguration one of her favorite classes, plus she knew Bellaire would have no tricks up her sleeves, at least ones that included beards. She smiled at the professor, "Hello Professor" and turned to find her seat.
Noticing she was one of the later ones into the room she hurried to her usual front seat and placed her stuff down, but stayed standing knowing she wasn't allowed to sit. She wondered what they would be doing today and anticipated actually learning something that would be useful.
"Well then, welcome to Transfiguration class Miss Brown. If you don't know who I am by now you'll find out soon enough." There was something of a smile as her eyes moved on to the next person.
Sophie stared at the woman in confusion, the nervous smile still lingering on her face. What? What did that even mean? Of course Sophie knew who she was. The woman's NAME was on her schedule, so... was there something else that was going to happen? Something new she was going to find out?
Whatever the case, the little Ravenclaw suddenly wished she had positioned herself more toward the back of the classroom.
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The Transfiguration room nice and bright and clean, and Mo enjoyed a breath of fresh air as he stepped into the room. The school in general was MUCH cleaner than last term, and Mo was slowly remembering what it was like to not have to do his own cleaning or carry around his own silverware in his bag. He'd stabbed himself with a fork WAY too many times last term.
"Good morning, Professor," Mo slipped around to stand near the bully-baby named Sophie, giving her hair a tug as he stood beside an open desk.
She hadn't seen him coming, but as soon as someone tugged at her hair, Sophie KNEW who it was. She forgot where she was and that she was under the extreme surveillance of a scary professor as her face broke into a huge smile and her eyes lit up at the older boy. MO WAS THERE. PHEW. Now she could relax because he wouldn't let anything bad happen to her, yeah? He'd stand up for her if Bellaire tried picking on her? Sophie started to reach out to give his arm a light shove in retaliation for the hair pull, but she then remembered where she was and whose classroom they were in - the classroom of a woman who had just yelled at a first year Hufflepuff for WAVING at someone.
So Sophie retracted her hand quickly and wrinkled her nose at Mo, hoping to convey that she would get him back for that when they left the classroom. Then she went back to standing there like an angelic little soldier, hoping class would start soon so she could stop feeling like Bellaire was JUDGING her. And because she was really curious about the contents of the box.
Petra walked into the classroom and waved at the professor. " Hello professor...my name is petra silvermoon." Petra then turned and found a seat in the middle of the classroom and she put her things down and stood behind her chair like the other students. Petra then looked at the professor who she just noticed was wearing protective glasses. She was now worried what were they going to be doing in this class today?
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Claudette was rather eager for Transfiguration to begin. It was one of her favorite classes at Beauxbatons and, even though some of the classes at Hogwarts had been a little unconventional in her opinion, she was sure this one would still rank high for her. Though she did find it to be ridiculous to have to walk all the way down from Ravenclaw tower to the Great Hall for breakfast then all the way back up to the sixth floor for class. Far too much walking for this time of day, but she made it and on time in her freshly pressed uniform.
As she walked in, the first thing she noticed was the woman standing near the board. The sixteen year old got the feeling that she was rather strict and she gave her a small smile in greeting as she passed. "Good morning, Professor." Then her eyes fell on the blackboard. That was.. nice. Looking back at the professor again, she gave her a small nod then turned to find a seat.
Er.. why was everyone standing next to their desks? Claudette found that to be an odd thing, but figured it was some sort of protocol for the room and/or teacher and decided to just go along with it. Choosing an empty desk, the blonde stood beside the seat and waited for instructions.. or something.
"Good morning." She didn't know the student, otherwise that greeting would have a name attached to it. Quite a few transfer students came in this term apparently. It was very very strange to her indeed.
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Tora Gallaway would have skipped into the classroom if the Professor had been anyone but Bellaire. As it was, she barely contained her excitement for the class as she walked into the classroom to stand by her desk. Her uniform was in spit spot condition and her grin was barely contained on her clean face. "Good morning, Professor." she said cheerily. But not too cheery. She was still here to learn after all. Not that lerning couldn't be fun. She was excited for this lesson to begin.
"Good morning Miss Gallaway." Now this one she knew quite well and would apparently be seeing more of if the girl proved that she was competent enough with the task that she took on herself.
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Ariel stepped into the classroom, a smile spread across her face.
She LOVED Transfiguration.
Probably more than anything else. It was not only her favorite subject but, as she saw it, a way of life! And she had been ecstatic about meeting the professor.
"Good morning Professor!" Ariel greeted with a smile, finding a desk toward the front of the room. "How are you today?"
Personally, the girl could not CONTAIN her excitement.
Oh yes, this was going to be good.
Sophia checked her watch to be sure of the time. Yes it was an early class and she wasn't aware of coffee being served here but this one was on something...probably chocolate frogs or something from honeydukes.
"Good morning Miss Bride. I'm fine, thank you"
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Sophie walked into the the Transfiguration classroom after making sure her uniform was tidy enough for professor Bellaire's standards. "Morning, professor." The Hufflepuff greeted the older witch as she went to take a place somewhere to the front, but not exactly in the front row.
She stood behind the desk she chose this time and eyed the large box and tried to listen carefully to the sounds that were coming from it. Eep!
It really was nice not having to call anyone out on having an untidy uniform. Slowly it seemed they were beginning to get it. Your appearance mattered, it did because it speaks to people before you do.
"Good morning Miss Campbell."
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First thing to do when heading to Charms Transfiguration is check to make sure one is perfectly CLEAN. Lex stopped outside the classroom and tried tucking her shirt more neatly into her skirt then straightening her tie. It was the least she could do considering there wasn't much to be done about the bird's nest on her head. Okay, it wasn't that bad, just noticeably un-brushed and pulled into a messy ponytail. Not her fault she was running late, Bellaire needed to not have her classes so early, yeah?
Once she was as neat as she would ever be she walked into the class, glanced briefly at the shuffling box before smiling brightly at the Professor. "Good Morning Professor Bellaire." Her eyes shifted to the board. "Erm...good to know you had a lovely summer."
Was that a part of the class? Would they be tested on it later? She shrugged and found a seat in the middle of the room, fixating again on the shuffling box. This wasn't DADA...whatever was inside wasn't vicious. The thought was almost disappointing when she thought about it.
Sigh.
Trouble maker alert. Sophia's eyes followed Miss Cambridge right to her seat. She scanned the girl for any oddities and any chocolate frogs she might have stashed out anywhere. There would be no eating in her class...not unless specified.
"Good morning Miss Cambridge..it's good to see you can read and so didn't ask."
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Very early. Classes were very early. Which wasn't usually a problem but the previous night she was kind of was preoccupied. Oh, she still hadn't finished redecorating the dorm and yes it was so very important. So she kind of wasn't that ...awake?
Though the walk to the sixth floor helped a bit. At least she did't yawn every minute. Only every seven minutes or so. And since it was Transfiguration, then it meant they were probably going to be 'doing' something rather than just sit and answer questions all the time. She was hoping so.
The fifth-year entered the classroom, took a look around then walked further in. Oh, a box. And it was making sounds, oookay. "Good morning, Professor," She greeted the woman when she passed her.
Oooh. Lex. Cassia walked over to the lioness and slid into a seat next to her. "'Sup," She said dropping her bag to the floor next to her.
Here was another student who tend to do very well in her class. There was something of a smile as Miss Somerlad passed her. Tyler spoke very highly of her brother so she supposed it was just good genes in general.
"Good morning Miss Somerlad." She frowned. "There will be no supping in my class."
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Tobias had entered the room with a polite 'Good morning, Professor,' and was now stood by a seat in the general area he usually chose when arriving at a class: right at the side and nearest the windows. He nibbled nervously at the edge of his thumbnail as he glanced back and forth from the professor to the box thingy at the front of the room.
Transfiguration was the class he found harder than all of the rest and so naturally he was eager to improve and everything buuuuuuuuuuuuut... vibes. There were vibes. Coming from the professor. And the room was too quiet.
And he was trying really really hard not to bounce but even HE knew that now was not the time.
Mr. Tempus looked like he really should have gone for a jog before coming to class because he seemed like he was about to make a run for it. Really she would not have brought anything dangerous to class if she didn't have someone there to help...though Medea was of no use the last time she asked for her assistance.
"Good morning."
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The Transfiguration room nice and bright and clean, and Mo enjoyed a breath of fresh air as he stepped into the room. The school in general was MUCH cleaner than last term, and Mo was slowly remembering what it was like to not have to do his own cleaning or carry around his own silverware in his bag. He'd stabbed himself with a fork WAY too many times last term.
"Good morning, Professor," Mo slipped around to stand near the bully-baby named Sophie, giving her hair a tug as he stood beside an open desk.
"Good morning Mr. Branxton. Hands to yourself please." Yes she saw that. What on earth? What kind of greeting was that anyways? Not that her class was a place for socializing but still. She shook her head.
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West entered the room in absolute silence. Complete silence. He found a desk, and without looking at anyone, he stood there and waited.
In silence.
The sort that was directed completely inward. He was here because he had to be, and because it was his favourite subject once upon a time, but that didn't matter today. He had dressed nice and made sure his uniform was pristine though, sort of out of habit for a Bellaire lesson.... it was just that his heart wasn't in it.
Once again Sophia checked her watch. Five minutes then she'd commence with her lesson and lock the door. Time was time and rules were rules.
"Good morning Mr.Odessa."
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Hair combed and robes straight and a presentable Alice for Transfiguration, because it was common knowledge that Bellaire wouldn't have it any other way. She also had imaginary duct tape over her mouth. Nothing more than answers and greetings in this lesson, for fear of losing another thirty points for virtually nothing.
Lady was nuts.
The sixth year entered quietly, and with a polite "Morning, professor," for the lady at the front, she went to stand near a seat by Ella.
Professor Bellaire's eyes narrowed at this one. She had the perfect spell ready for this one today should there be any slip of the tongue...or teeth.
"Good morning..Miss Fischer." Bit anyone today, have you?
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Hannah entered the Transfiguration classroom nice and neat, just the way Professor Bellaire liked it. She would have been nice and neat regardless, but let the professor think what she will. The class was pretty full. Was she late? She spotted the professor who was still welcoming students so it looked like she was safe for now. Morning Professor." She wasn't sure how good of a morning it was just yet so she left that little part out of the greeting.
Was she wearing protective gloves? What was going to be going on during this lesson she wondered. At least she could be sure that it wouldn't involve beards. This professor would have none of that nonsense and she could respect her for that!
"Good morning Miss Lockwood." Two minutes...two minutes and she'd be closing her classroom door and it would be right into her lesson...right right, they were still on time.
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Minerva walked into class with a smile on her face. She was thankful to have another class with a normal female professor. Yes transfiguration one of her favorite classes, plus she knew Bellaire would have no tricks up her sleeves, at least ones that included beards. She smiled at the professor, "Hello Professor" and turned to find her seat.
Noticing she was one of the later ones into the room she hurried to her usual front seat and placed her stuff down, but stayed standing knowing she wasn't allowed to sit. She wondered what they would be doing today and anticipated actually learning something that would be useful.
And that was it for her. Sophia offered the prefect a smile before pointing her wand at the door and shutting it. There was a definitive click after the slam. Right then.
"Good morning Miss Wheatborn."
Professor Bellaire moved to the board once again and erased what was on there before scribbling a spell in neat cursive hand writing.
Lepus Caput
"You may all take your seats. Now this spell in simple English translates to rabbit head. This is because the spell we'll be practicing today requires you to transfigure rabbits into top hats. Fine angora top hats, just in time for the winter season." Personally she wasn't a fan of fur and much preferred dragon skin but unfortunately Roro wasn't made into that lovely dragon skin skirt she wanted.
Pity.
"The wand movement requires you to make this shape with your wand
SPOILER!!: wand movement
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" She demonstrated. "Now like with most transfiguration spells you'll need a firm first. Any questions before the demonstration?"
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Tora quickly took her seat and pulled out her notebook for the class. She wrote out Lepus Capot by accident at first before quickly crossing that out and writing the correct spell. Best not to get off on the wring foot two minutes into class.
She looked up again just as Professor Bellaire was demonstrating the wand movement. Holding one finger out she practiced it a couple times herself. Easy enough. Ok, what's next? She didn't have any questions at the moment, but she was sure that some of her fellow students would. It would be interesting to see what they would say as they would probably come up with something she wouldn't have even thought of. She smiled happily, it didn't matter that the professor was a bit strict, as long as you followed her rules. Tora loved this class.
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Oh, they were going to change a rabbit into a top hat? She'd read that muggles could sometimes pull rabbits out of hats, but she'd also read that that was just a simple trick. Could she just keep the rabbit and skip out on the hat? She wasn't too big on wearing hats, but she could use a pet rabbit.
These were the thoughts running through Sophie's mind as she listened to the professor give them the incantation. Lepus Caput--that didn't sound too hard to say or remember. The wand movement looked like a piece of cake, too. Sophie grinned as she thought this one over. Transfiguration was going to be EASY AS PIE! Another subject to make her parents think she was just the next best genius.
Phew. Finally. Sophie took her seat, far more relaxed now that she was in good company, though she did giggle a little when Mo was scolded and she smoothed her robes out to combat any developing wrinkles so she wouldn't get scolded, too. She didn't mind getting in trouble, really, but over something like that wouldn't be worth it. Ha ha, big goober.
Lepus Caput. So... rabbits? That's what was inside of the box? Why would the professor require gloves to handle rabbits? Were they... special rabid rabbits or something? That didn't make sense, though. Maybe the woman was just uncomfortable touching them. But that was even more weird, in Sophie's opinion. So something seemed to be amiss.
That wand movement was simple enough. Sophie wanted to ask if they were going to be able to KEEP the hats, but she didn't want to draw unnecessary attention to herself again. The more invisible the better with this professor, yeah? So she just sat there quietly, eager to get to work. Wooooo wand work.
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Adi took his seat. Ohhhh! It was just those fluffy bunnies! Cool! This was going to be so interesting because it was his first time trying to transfigure an animal. So did he have questions? The answer was nope! Everything was clear- the incantation as well as the wand movement.
The eleven year old waited patiently for Professor Bellaire to continue.
There were rabbits in there? Ugh was the thought in Adrienne's mind as she sat down with the rest of the class, the sound of chairs scraping and students shifting in their seats blocking out all other noise. She quickly copied down the name of the spell on the board, as well as the wand movement, and then resumed her usual position of ankles crossed, hands folded, eyes in the general direction of the teacher.
Did she have any questions? Why yes, actually, she did. "Theoretically," because she wanted people to know she had no intentions of actually doing this to anyone except maybe annoying people, "could you turn a human into a hat with a similar spell? Or any other creature?" Smile.
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Okay. West sat down, gaze remaining fixed on the board. Rabbits into top hats. Alright then. Angora hat was an interesting fashion choice, but he supposed he could make it work or whatever.
He looked at the wand movement on the board, and then, yeah he had a question, a half-hearted one, so he put his hand up. "Is the wand movement left to right, or right to left, and does it change based on which hand you use?"
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He wasn't in his best condition today. Instead of preparing before the lesson started as usual, Angeal just stood still, spacing out until the teacher instructed them to sit. His eyes moved towards the board after the Professor Bellaire finished writing. Turning rabbits into hats. Now, that sounded complicated. But then again, Eric had told him many times how Transfiguration can be quite a pain in the neck.
So far, he had no question and took the time to prepare before the class moves on.
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Okay. Nerida had barley made it, just as she sat down, the Professor started to speak. Talk about cutting it close. But thats what she got for trying to get an extra ten minutes of sleep when she should have just dragged herself to class. Her gaze rested on the board, Lepus Caput. Rabbits into top hats. Cool. Angora hat that sounded fancy! Nope no questions from the claw.
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