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Sylvie laughed softly. "That's what I usually did myself. Wigs look so itching." It was true. They just didn't seem right to her and then she would wonder just where the wig came from and that would just open up a whole new can of worms for her. It was just best to avoid them all together.
Noticing the way Destiny looked at cauldron cake, she smirked a little. She would have to keep in mind to have more of them on hand in the future.
Reaching for a peppermint toad, her eyes got big as the answer left Destiny's lips. Taking a moment to blink, she shook her head. A voodoo doll?!?! That was completely surprised her. She hadn't even been thinking something like that. Maybe a potion or maybe it was for another class, but a voodoo doll?
Wait, why would her hair be needed?
"Destiny, should I be concerned that my hair will be used for a voodoo doll? I mean, if my hair is part of the doll it would be connected to me."
Had she somehow offended the She-Snake and this was a way for her to get her revenge? No, she was almost positive that she hadn't done anything to wrong the young Snake. Yet, she had mentioned that she was going to ask Jeremy for his hair before.
Again she was intrigued. Sliding the cake closer to Destiny, she nodded for her to take it.
"What are you going to use this voodoo doll for? I'm rather interested to hear this."
It was kinda scary that Destiny and a Professor, someone who was OLD, could have something in common. Sure, it was only something as little as not wanting to wear wigs, but still..
Professor Welton was OLD.
That would be like having something in common with Grandmum Tole and Merlin. That woman was battier than a bat and to have something in common with her would mean Destiny was just as batty! Smiling despite her sudden uncomfortableness, she kept her eyes on that cauldron cake. If she could will it closer with her eyes, the thing would have been zooming towards her at top speed.
Only when the
old lady Professor spoke again did she tear her eyes from the cake. Should Welton be concerned? Destiny had no idea. She had no idea what she herself should be concerned about, so how was she supposed to know what a Professor should be concerned about? It was all just so confusing and making her head hurt.
"I guess so." she said, giving a little shrug. It was an answer that always got her parents to stop talking, maybe it would work here in school.
And yet another question!
Merlin, how many did this Professor have? Destiny felt like she was taking one of those oral exams and with the answers she gave, she was so failing.
"What am I going to use the voodoo doll for? Performing voodoo, of course."
I can haz chocolate,
now?