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Standing in the doorway meant a good deal of traffic passed by, and so after a while Daxton stopped looking around to check everyone who entered his periphery, unless they lingered there too long.
Because of the earmuffs he wore, it was impossible to hear anything in great detail, but though he missed the declaration made about the food, he did become vaguely aware of loitering someone nearby. Before he had the chance to look, a horrible smell reached his nostrils, permeating the very air he breathed and filling his lungs with its potency. Daxton broke immediately into a coughing fit, and pulled his robes up over his nose and mouth to block the horrible air even as he looked around for the culprit.
Oh, it was that. The hag, or so Cal had described it earlier. Daxton had ducked past it a few times on his way up and down the train, and spent a good portion of the journey wondering why and how the conductors and prefects had even let it on board. One thing was for certain, it was even uglier up close.
Daxton eyed the... thing. And the perfume bottle. He did not trust the hag at all, he did not know why it was here, and frankly the whole situation was nothing short of suspicious. It suddenly struck him that perhaps in that perfume bottle there was some kind of... some kind of poison. As soon as the thought came to him, the Ravenclaw's eyes went wide and he impulsively reached out to try and smack the bottle of poison out of the thing's hand... while trying not to make physical contact with... it. |