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So, the astronomer did not own a pogo stick of his own - choosing to spend his galleons and muggle currency on other past times instead - which is why he had needed to resort to other methods in order to produce his own for this scheduled playtime with Mr. Tempus. Of course, being a wizard, the logical thing was to simply transfigure something into a pogo stick or stretch his magical abilities and conjure one...but pogo sticks fell under the rhelm of scared muggle things that must not be tampered by magic - save for perhaps a Cushioning Charm placed upon it for the more accident prone. So just how had the astronomer arrived at the pathways with a pogo stick? Quite simple really.
It was home made. Well, Airey supposed "astrophysics laboratory made" was the more correct terminology.
It was sturdy enough to support him, hopefully, but Hogwarts did lack some of the parts to make it a real stellar pogo stick...but it would do. He would need to take it apart after their day pogo-ing around - assuming that the house elves wanted one of their ovens to work. And the freezer. And...oh never mind. Ahem.
"Fine day for pogo-ing, wouldn't you say?" he greeted with a wave of his stick as he approached the Hufflepuff. "Stellar to see you in good spirits once again. Result of a good summer I presume?" Since they hadn't really done the whle professor-student catching up bit while scheduling today.
It was Airey's voice that alerted Toby to his presence, and the sixth year looked up from his super mega intense pogoing as soon as he heard it. He didn't break his stride, though, and had very quickly closed the distance between them both, before hopping off his pogo stick and thereby increasing their height difference once again. Huh. It was always quite weird getting used to solid ground after bouncing for so long.
"Great day for it," he responded at once, giving an eager nod. It was true, too; they were fast approaching autumn, and as soon as the rain started, conditions would be less than ideal. And then there would be ICE... and then more rain. Not
impossible pogoing conditions, but
still.
Toby smiled widely, quite glad that Professor Airey had picked up on those upbeat vibes. It was so much better than when people noticed he was anything less than stellar, after all.
"I had a great summer. Loads of good stuff. And fun stuff." In truth, Toby may or may not have been a little reluctant to return, not that he was about to say that to anyone. Because he HAD returned, see? Here, hi, yes, hello, it me. No need to think about all that, and definitely no need to talk about it.
"I got to visit Ella and Alec for a while, too." Airey, of course, would know how cool that was for him.
"How about you, Professor? Did you have a good summer?"
And then, as he stood there, absentmindedly bouncing his pogo stick against the floor and catching it again in one hand, Toby's eyes fell upon the contraption in Airey's possession. It was a thing of wonder, and the Hufflepuff found himself captivated. Was that a pogo stick? It was
glorious; Toby's eyes were surely shining with fascination at the object. Where had he gotten it? Somehow, it felt impolite to immediately bombard the man with more questions right away, so he bit them back for now and looked back up at the astronomer, but Toby couldn't stop himself from glancing back at it from time to time.