It was homework assignments like this that made Toby wonder if perhaps he had a bit of a major advantage in this class. A lot of other kids who took Muggle Studies didn't have any experience of muggle stuff. Not all of them, but most. Either way it made Toby sort of feel like he was cheating at knowing it already when it came to assignments. He'd considered intentionally failing the assignment, by not doing it or messing it up or whatever, to level the play field a bit (even though that wasn't how school worked... like at all).

But no. Toby was here, in his allotted time, his hard-working Hufflepuff trait winning over or something. He'd reasoned that, seeing as he'd heard that the phones they'd be using were super old, it wasn't like he'd used them at all before.

Stepping up to a free cubicle, Toby read through the intructions of what they had to do. It seemed easy enough, and he wasted no time in picking up the handset and holding it to his ear. As he listened to the dial tone, Toby eyed the rest of the phone, from the cord to the cradle to the number buttons. Actual buttons. Nothing like his personal phone at home where you just had to touch the screen. Amazing.

Clicking his tongue, he looked to the bottom of the directions sheet for the phone number, referring back to it after every time he'd pressed one of the number keys, to make sure he was getting the number right. After the last number, there was more beeping, and then... yep. It was ringing. Okay. Going well so far.