 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
Great, now Blaise was laughing at him. Eyes narrowing imperceptibly, the Ravenclaw started to make up his mind that if he ever did make it out of here, alive and without having smothered Blaise in his sleep, he was never ever EVER, even ACKNOWLEDGING that Gryffindor EVER again.
"Yeaaah, it makes stuff interesting," he agreed said slowly, "and I had never seen one before, which was why I picked it up, but it also distorts stuff. It twists everyone's words and it ruins your notes, which could really mess up a person's education." He considered for a moment what Blaise had said about winning that quill. Yeah. He hadn't known that. He hadn't thought about it having any meaning to the boy. "Why didn't you just say so? You always look like you have plenty of quills with that thing floating around behind you." And he pointed to the ever-present notepad.
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