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Hufflepuffs and their NEVER ENDING energy! Tobias’s high spirits put Adi in ann even better mood because it was THAT contagious. “Gosh, you weigh a TON, Toby!’’ he kidded as his friend splashed into the water. Cue the fake huffs and puffs! LOL. “You’re.’’ Huff. “Welcome.’’ Puffff!
Chuckling to himself, Adi retrieved his own ruler from his pocket. His parchment and quill were in his bag but he would update his notes later. The important thing was to get the measuring done. As Toby did his own, the sixth year sought out his own flag. Locating it and after checking his watch to ensure that it was at least six hours and twelve minutes since the flag had been first stuck in the water, he held the ruler against it just as he earlier.
Adi peered closely at the little lines on the ruler, wanting to ensure that he got the correct measurement. You know, he was actually a little disappointed in what he saw. Even though he knew that there shouldn’t be much change but he was hoping there would have been.
He looked over at Toby. “Nope. Three point seven inches here. Point seven inch more than this morning.’’ Which would be a little over one and a half centimetre difference, yes? His calculations could be off. The Puffer made a mental note of his finding as he waded over to Toby, ruler back in his pocket. “What did youuu come up with?”
WHAT?! Well, Toby certainly had never been told that before. He didn't mind though, 'cause it wasn't like a proper insult, and maybe Adi was joking, so he played along.
"Oi! Rude!" Oh, it was soooooooo tempting to splash the other boy, and he actually sort of went to do so, but REMEMBERED himself just in time. So nah. Naahhhhh. No splashy.
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"Mine went up by a few centimetres," Toby said, reaching the shore and debating between adding to his notes NOW or drying himself off first. In the end he went for drying, 'cause if his notes got WET the ink would run and smudge and then today's work would be pointless. Sooooo he got to work with the hot air charm.
"Which is like... one-and-a-bit inches." Maybe 'cause he'd been further out? Did it work like that? Maybe it was just... magic. Or a dodgy ruler. He finished drying off (kinda... he was now MOSTLY dry at least, save the squelching shoes, and was now belatedly thinking he should have used Impervius).
Toby reached his bag and extracted his crumpled notes, adding the new measurement underneath this morning's one, and checking his watch for the exact time. He hadn't got it at EXACTLY the right moment but close enough. Airey had said 'approximately', anyway.
For a moment, Toby looked over the measurements so far, and mused over whether that was normal, or less than usual, or more. Well... he'd find out eventually, over the next week, right?
"Looks like I'm done then..." Maybe? LOOKS LIKE IT.
And so, Toby shoved the notes unceremoniously back into his battered school bag and grinned at Adi.