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FIELD TRIP.
These were the BEST lessons EVER. So much so that Zander even had to admit to liking them and he wasn't one to admit he ever enjoyed lessons. So that meant something. Though, er, he couldn't really say the same about those rediculous bags they were meant to wear. But he was a boy, wouldn't that be weird? Couldn't they be excused???
However, he opted not to fuss about it being the responsible Seventh Year, Head Boy that he was. You're welcome, Professor F. Speaking of which, the Gryffindor entered the room quickly after having used the lint roller ON HIS CLOTHES and held his hand up in that vulcan salute thing. "Dif tor-- Er... Live long and prosper, Sir," yeaaaaah he wasn't going to try the other version. Didn't go so well the first few times. "Got my permission slip," he said handing over the paper in mention.
And um. Then he picked out one of them orange bum bags.
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