 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
The strange sound coming from the suit of armour he had just beheaded did not go unnoticed. In fact, the moment he heard it, Flamel had gone as far as to stand on his tip-toes to peer inside of it. Confirming that there was indeed a little creature in there, a satisfied smile played on his lips.
After slipping the still glowing rune stone in his pocket, the Ancient Runes professor held a the hand beside the opening of the suit. "What's going on, little guy? Fancy coming out?" he asked it, gently beckoning it to come out of its hiding place.
The thing liked cuddles, yes? This was the perfect opportunity to get those.
Little did the mutant know that in his other hand was his wand and the incantation for the net-producing spell repeating in his mind, which would cause a net to take form around the little thing and harden into a cage the moment it made its full appearance.
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