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Taking a last peek inside his book bag to make sure he has everything he needs, Mordred made his way to the barn for their second Care of Magical Creatures Class. He seemed to be too excited for this class that he got there ahead of his fellow Slytherins. There’s something about dragons that fascinate him and would love to learn more about them.
A few feet away, he saw that he was one of the first to arrive. He also saw hay bales shaped for sitting and quickly eyed one. He also noticed that there was a pool, and a harness—big enough for a dragon. “Whoa.” He said as his eyes grew big, and his signature grin was plastered on his face. He turned around and tightened his green and silver scarf, and returned to his seat. He took his bag, flopped on the hay and waited for the class to start.
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