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SPOILER!!: Sophie

Urm? What did that word 'urm' even mean? Lolita decided it must have something to do with being fabulous, beautiful, perfect, or something similar. "Of course, Miss Newell. Just wait there in the front if you would. Or make your way down to my office, whichever you prefer."

Meanwhile, other students were packing up and leaving. She nodded to Aubrey and Austin as they both bid her farewell. She waved back as the Slytherin trio made their way out toward the corridor. "Hasta luego, Zander," she called across the room as the Gryffindor left.

Nice lesson, Mr Rehman? How about spectacular, awesome, perfect..? Ah well, she would take it. "Adios, señorita," Lolita said as the Gryffindor Prefect took her leave.

And then there was Cris. She had gotten the impression that he was a know-it-all, but she had been known to be wrong. Twice, in fact, it had happened two times. "¿Esclarecedara?" she wondered aloud. That was a word she was not familiar with. She smirked. Obviously he didn't know it all after all.

"Farewell, Miss Peterfield. De nada, Miss Guidry. Adiós, Miss Carrington. MISTER Hair, don't even think about it." She would be having that toga back.

There, was that all of them? Any stragglers could just leave. She had other things to attend to. "Tinka! ¿Dónde estás?" Turning to Sophie, she said, "Just a moment."

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz (Post 11623980)

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiince her partner was allegedly just copying down her ALREADY DONE ANSWERS (man was she smart or what? AHEAD OF ALL OF YOU! HAHAHA), Zahra spent some time eating grilled veggies off of her stick. When those were finished, she licked her fingers and looked at Caleb.

Then without much thinking, she reached over and touched his hair. He had like... a lot of it. She couldn't help herself. "Hehe."

SPOILER!!: CALEB, BUSY CALEB

Zahra gave CALEB her PARTNER a LOOK. He changed her answers? WHY? She swiped his paper away from him and YOU KNOW WHAT? SHE CHANGED HIS ANSWERS TOO.

THERE. Now they were done. Zahra was SO smug in her handing over of their finished work. "I'm impressed by your mad addition skills, Newell." HIGH FIVE!

Caleb laughed. "Thanks, you too," he said with a grin, high fiving her. He still couldn't make heads or tails out of any of this stuff. But that was ok, because he had had fun, and at least he was SORT OF on the right track according to the professor. Right? She had said that, right?

"Thanks Professor," he said with a smile as he packed up his things. They'd gotten food today too so that was pretty fun. Maybe this new professor wouldn't be tooooooo bad. He had faith.

With that, he grabbed his bag and headed out the door.

*POP!*

Ears flapping, whisk in hand, Tinka Apparated into the middle of the classroom. "Ohhh Miss Domingo. Tinka sorry Tinka be late. Tinka be using her whisk-ey and lose track of time." Her ears twitched and she looked at the pile of clothes. Quick as a lick she scooped up the pile and kept it towering over her head. In a muffled sort of voice she squeaked, "This be all, Missus Professor?"

Okay, so...there was no backing out now. The professor had heard Sophie's question, and it looked like they'd be meeting up after class. Here...or the office? Hmm... "I'll meet you in front of your office," she said. "Thanks." She turned and started to head out the door, when...

COOL! A house elf! What was even better was that the elf was doing the professor's laundry!

As she walked out the door, Sophie was already planning on asking the professor where she could get one of those. A house elf, that is. Maybe it could do her homework for her, too! So cool!

Sophie left out the room and headed down the corridor.

Shame he could not keep the toga. After that semi threat from Domingo. Nigel reluctantly gave it back to her. He really liked that toga. But he was way to lazy to go out and buy/make his own.

"Well, It has be fun Professor Domingo"

Still want that toga though

With a quick "de nada" to Mr Newell, she continued staring down Hair Boy. That's right, put it back. But despite his seeming lack of caring, she had actually taken a bit of a liking to the Prefect. "Sí," was her simple reply.

She nodded at Sophie to acknowledge that she was leaving. And now to the elf. "Sí sí, Tinka. I can take care of the mess from the food." A simple vanishing spell would be plenty. "Oh, and one more thing." She leaned down to whisper in the elf's ear. "That will be all."

Little elfsie ears flapped to and fro. "Missus be so helpful! Missus no need clean up food if she no want to." But then pretty professor lady gave Tinka a special task. "Ohhh yes, missus! Tinka be right on that!" Tiny elfsie arms grabbed the few remaining togas that had fallen off the teetering pile. With a loud CRACK! she was off to the laundry room.