 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah nodded at Professor Moxley's response and grinned again before leaning over to add the information to her notes, complete with illustration. It was kind of funny to think about why the little phones worked. Usually it just seemed like all this muggle stuff worked like magic, and there wasn't anything going on behind it except there WAS. Lots and lots of things. She wasn't entirely sure if that was a good thing or not, but it was fun to think about all the same. Adding a mane of curly hair to her stick figure drawing just for fun, the fourth year looked up from her notes just as the first few students began answering Moxley's new question.
She put a hand up immediately, 'cause her gramps had talked about this before. The only problem was that she never really knew when he was joking or not, so she was just going to roll with it because she hadn't used the things enough to really get all the bad stuff. It was much easier to find the good stuff. "My gramps says that if you keep a cellular phone by your head for too long the wave-y things will fry your brains into jello." It all sounded a whole lot more ridiculous when SHE said it, but at least it was an answer. Now she'd really see if gramps knew anything.
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