A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
The raised eyebrows. Why did nearly all authority raise their eyebrows at him when he mentioned research?! "Why are you all doing that? Bentley did the same when i told her i wanted to be in the workshop lesson. Is it THAT hard to believe i actually LIKE learning new things..geez" Yes, he hated homework but that wasn't the same.
Kevin ignored the good luck part, he didn't need good luck anyways. "Not really, he used counter-spells a lot" and he wasn't even gonna talk about the magical birds attacking him...ahem... "I did managed to catch him off guard by hitting him with a dummy...that had been awesome!"
Don't worry.....did he REALLY say don't worry? WHAT THE?! "Why aren't you angry? Why were you angry at me in class when i dropped the vial by accident but say "don't worry" when i accidentally blow a hole in the ceiling?" seriously...he REALLY hadn't hit his head?
Levitating the last bit of rubbish off of the floor and in to the rubbish bin, Kevin looked around the room and smiled a little at how clean it already was. Much better.
And then his attention was back to the Professor and he wanted to laugh out loud.
Actually , he did laugh. "Aww man i wished i had a mirror so you could see your face right now!" bwahahaha. This had been even funnier than making the man angry. "You seem REALLY surprised" he grinned. "But yeah, i do, is that SO weird?" he had rolled his eyes now and folded his arms. But because he had looked surprised that meant that Bentley had kept her word not to say anything to the Potions Professor that he liked his subject.
Now that the room was clean and didn't smell like a dungbomb had dropped in it, Kevin grabbed his school bag and hoisted it over his shoulders. Getting ready to go to the showers in the Gryffindor dormitory. But before he could make a step, the Professor had already walked to him. ".......Maybe possibly i don't know?" he mocked. "Well, i can't promise to be nice...i hate being nice its for weak people buuut..." The Gryffindor looked anywhere BUT the Professor because this was awkward. "I ....can try" he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly as he too forced himself to look at the Professor. But immediately felt awkward and his gaze traveled to the desks. Interesting things weren't they? desks.... "Can i go now?" he asked, wanting to get some sleep before he had to get up early for the first class. "Oh wait, i forgot. Can i brew a more advanced potion in the lab? The basics are so boring"
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