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Huxley blinked. And blinked again.
There are turnstiles right in front of the Library entrance. Turnstiles
The petite one put her hands to her hips, jaw slightly askew and her big brown eyes shifting about. Was there a train that would transport her around said library? Was this a private library? Was Hogwarts such a school that it didn’t have a library of its own and had to hire a vendor to provide such services? If such does it deserve to be called a school in the first place?
“Ridiculous.” She muttered under her breath.
But it was the Library, and like some unfathomable force she is drawn to such places where books congregate in oppressive numbers. Besides she was told how fantastical it was by the Ravenerd. And this brunette wanted to see if it was something she can begrudgingly agree with, or yet another thing she can heckle him with.
plunk, plunk, plunk, plunk, plunk, plunk, plunk, plunk.
That should cover it. Shoving through the turnstiles now. |