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lemon 
Beam. He LIKED this professor, he did.
.... except they had to feed dead rats to plants? Did they kill the rats FOR this or did they die of natural causes? Dima felt bad about having to be the one to toss one of the deceased animals to a plant even though they were wearing gloves. Levitating wouldn't be much better; the action was still the same.
So the first year hung around the back of the group like he had done all class long and followed around some students actually doing the feeding that they were meant to... but no thanks. This activity wasn't for him. The nice professor lady wouldn't mind, right?
"D'you need a boost, or what?" Mo paused beside the younger Ravenclaw and gave him a gentle nudge to the shoulder blades. This was the epic part of class, and Dima was missing out on it. He'd glad part the sea of students for the much smaller kid, but it would be better for Dima to learn to
assert himself.
"Here, I'll get you one." Mo strode through the crowd to the box of meat and selected onw of the less-disgusting looking rats and a handful of offal. Thank Merlin for dragonhide gloves, right? Mo pushed his way back through the students, holding out the rat in front of him as he approached Dima again.
"For you, bud. You know how to levitate? Or I guess you could toss it."