 Mischievous Niffler
An incredulous expression came over her features. Really, Foster? "Oh, funny. Foster is trying to be funny. Ha ha ha! Actually, dancing chocolate is more horrifying than funny." Her tone wasn't really that angry, it was more sarcastic - a fact that was punctuated by the eye roll that followed her words. She took a step closer towards him, her face serious again. "Now please tell me you're not breaking Julian's rules. I really like you, Foster, I don't want to see you punished. Not over something as gross as chocolate."
She turned to regard the house elf. "Don't worry, I'm not mad at you. I'm sure you were just following Foster's orders."
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