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Okay but...Derf was way more curious as to what chocolate frog card the professor had over which of these apples were magically made and which was handmade. Thus, the second year spent the first 10 minutes or so of the activity wiggling about in his seat trying to figure that out, peering over and around the heads of his classmates and such. But...to no avail.
And now once again he wasn't sure what he was supposed to be doing exactly. Other than NOT trusting the apples in front of him. The last time he had had a candied apple he had lost a tooth - literally, it had gotten stuck in the sticky coating and EVERYTHING - so the Hufflepuff was not entirely eager to repeat the experience. Besides, mum had said tooth fairies stopped coming to visit you after you were 10.
Thankfully Abey drew his attention, as the Gryffindor often did, so Derf was keenly listening to what he was saying to Professor Marchand. He had to admit he was a tiiiiiiiiny bit confused still, but since the professor had said they would talk about it all later he figured he ought to wait. He was trying out this whole patience thing, you see. Trying...and with moderate success.
BUT MADE BY HOUSE ELVES?! THAT WAS SUPER NEAT!
Ahem...anyway. Um....how was he going to get this accomplished without using his sense of taste?
Smell came first, naturally, as it had done while receiving his first wand. Giving apple number one a big ol' wiff, Derf meditated on the smell...but really it was just mostly sweet. Like...really sweet. Sweet in the way that made him WANT to lick it to try...but no. No trusting the food here. Especially with this dodgy set up they had going on here. So he followed his nose to apple number two - catching the wave and such of the pretty new girl with looooooooong blonde hair and feeling his cheeks burn a little - and gave it a good smell as well. Hmmmmmm...waxy? Did it smell...waxy? Alternating between both apples for a time, sniffing and unsniffing and then sniffing some more, he came to the conclusion that apple number two did indeed smell more waxy than the first.
If apple number two was fake...then it ought to SOUND different...right?
Picking it up by the stick, Derf decided to test his theory...and started hammering it upon the top of his desk.
*THUNK THUNK SPLUNK THUNK BUT WITH SQUISHY UNDERTONES*
Iiiiiiiiiinteresting. Waxy and sort of spongy when whacked...at least that was how the vibrations felt in his arm. Solid but...not really solid. Kind of like jumping in a bouncy castle.
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