 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Apparently his wandering mind proved good for thinking up insightful answers, or at least it appeared that Thereos liked his contribution to the discussion. And because of his distraction, he nearly missed the bag the centaur tossed until he saw it flying at his head. Nearly. He did have good reflexes due to Quidditch, thank you very much, and he reached out his hands to catch the burlap bundle.
"Yeah, sure. No problem," he told the centaur as he held the bag on his lap, waiting for further instruction. He also caught his sister's blush at the end of her answer, causing him to eye her a moment. Hm.
Did everyone hear that? He had the best answer. But his brow furrowed a bit as the centaur continued his explanation, thinking he caught on to the meaning of some of his words.
"Uh, Thereos... sir?" he started as he began passing out some of the parcels. "Are we um, helping these creatures to relieve themselves?" Oh man, there was a branch of divination that involved studying animal droppings, wasn't there? "So we can divine using their excrement?" Because no offense, Thereos, but that was pretty gross.
Oooh... was that a demiguise?
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