SPOILER!!: Question Time
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Sararara
As soon as the voice rang out from the portrait, Norah took a stumbling step backwards, landing on Henric's foot. "Sorry sorry sorry!" She considered stooping down to give his foot a little apologetic pat, but then she'd be missing valuable time with this portrait guy who really didn't seem to be in a very nice mood. And that sounded counterproductive, yeah? Henric's foot would just have to BELIEVE that she felt bad, 'cause she did. Poor thing. It was time's like this that she was thankful for being so small, and that barely ever happened.
She listened and nodded in response to Olly's question, then added another one of her own. Y'know. One just wasn't enough. "Did they have chocolate frogs when you were alive?" It was important, okay?
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The Portraits
To be perfectly honest, Lucian had far better things to do than to wait around for class to start. Sure, he told Professor Finch that he would assist him with today’s lesson. He was an important part of wizarding history, after all. But that didn’t mean he could just hang out in this frame while he waited for idle chatter to die down. And look at that. Children already throwing questions at his empty frame before he was even in it. Impatience at its best. Sighing, he slipped back into view and assessed the three students peering into his frame and he jabbed a finger at the younger boy. “You are too close,” he barked. “Back up.” How would he like to have someone in his personal space like that? “Well then?” Let’s get on with the questions then, hmm?
OW.
Norah accidentally stepped on his foot! Henric could only grimace back a response, trying his best not to look like he was in pain.
"Its fine, Norah...just ask the portrait more questions please..."he mumbled under his breath, shuffling back his feet away from being stepped on again. Soon the man in the frame came into view and started telling the boy at the front to back away a few steps. Frowning slightly, he wondered if this Warrington guy wanted to be here in the first place. Oh well...
"Hi...." Henric muttered a greeting. Warrington wanted more questions directed towards him. So impatient....sheesh.
"What made you famous, Mr.Warrington?" he asked while raising his hand. Was he knighted? Should he call him a "Sir" too?