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The night was susurrous, and Maxie was well aware of just how very not far away the forbidden forest and everything that lived within was to their lesson. Thing is, he was much bothered- he was conscious, and alert but also- dare he think it? Enjoying himself.
Maxie smiled, his cheeks bunching up sincerely as Derfael sat beside him. Teammate and friend, Maxie has grown to truly admire the older boy. “E-evening.” He said, quietly trying to impersonate the Head Boy’s casual greeting.
.... he was just- gonna- ignore- jòsef- ignore- and- hope- he- would- be- ignored- in- turn.
It was the best case scenario.
Necromancy. He was familiar, not as uncomfortably as you might have imagined. They were only talking about it after all- and he’d talked about zombies (and read, and watched) plenty of times. Emboldened by the small number of students gathered, Maxie raised his pale hand. ”P-professor? Scia- ee- s-sciomancy is a-about shadows, I-isn’t it? Y-you can t-tell things depending on the s-shape and l-length.” If he remembered correctly.
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