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Carl, who stayed silent all throughout the lesson, sat up at the mention of an activity. To be honest, he was not really interested in the subject, seeing as he already knew a lot about Muggles. The Headmistress/Professor was nice though, so he was at least listening to what she said. It felt different to hear witches' and wizards' views on the Muggle World, which was another advantage of this class.
Cleaning up the trash? That wouldn't be too difficult, if everybody cooperated. Gloves, bin bags, rakes and all the Muggle supplies probably meant that they could not use magic. Carl had no problem with that. The paint and paint brushes reminded him of the Puffer Paint Party. Speaking of which, there was Professor Myers! Daffodils were a brilliant idea. He wanted some, but first he had to get his cleaning done.
After grabbing a pair of gloves and a bag, the Hufflepuff headed to an area with many scattered buckets. He pulled on his gloves and began picking them up and dropping them into his bin bag.
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