I'm just one of those pretty little liars... | | I'm held down in this starless city...
Entering the History of Magic classroom, Nora noticed the absence of the professor, so she walked straight to the nearest empty seat, and sat down, placing her bag on the desk.
Fiddling with her fingers (only because she was bored), her eyes happened to meet the message professor Scabior had left for them, and her eyebrows instantly shot up in surprise. They weren't allowed to kill their classmates?! Who in the world would even think about killing someone?!
Maybe it was a bad joke.
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