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He wouldn't be having any of the food. Blaise Bellaire had had his fair share of spiked products while in the castle, coming from both staff and students alike. None were easily forgotten and none were easily overlooked. Consequently, as nice a gesture as this was, the boy would remain firmly planted in his seat and turn his mind from the snacks he had very little interest in.
Myers had offered tea and it shrunk them--without telling them and there was no telling what was in these. If anyone else wanted to find out, that was brilliant for them, but not him. Nope.
He wasn't particularly sure about anything related to egg reading either but he did have a few questions of his own. "Wouldn't you think it's also possible that the predictions simply lead to self fulfilling prophecies, Professor? I mean, it's not like the future's set in stone. Nothing's already been decided for sure. I sometimes think people bring things on themselves, like if someone says you'll trip then you spend the day focusing on your feet and before you know it, you're stumbling all over the place."
That was a more common phenomenon from what he could tell.
"I believe some people turn to it for comfort. When they're unsure, they'd like to think someone else is--especially when the prediction is a promising one."
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