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................ What in the name of Merlin?!
Hirsch looked between the door of the arena to Miss Johanson and then back again, a small frown on his face. Merlin, this was a duel. Surely people cared enough about those? About how to duel against someone in case they find themselves in those kind of situations in the future?
Apparently not.
When enough time had passed, the man approached the young Gryffindor in the arena. "Sorry, Miss Johanson, I guess your partner's not coming. You can leave for lunch, if you wish. Thank you for dropping by." He pushed his glasses further up his nose and gave her a small smile. Shame, really.
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