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As far as things he didn’t expect to hear while at Hogwarts was concerned...that...that was one of them. A student...in a portrait and the Fat Lady...what?
Puzzled, but having heard the urgency in Vance’s voice, Trent rose from his paperwork and made his way down the spiral staircase. At the bottom, he found the boy pacing and was inclined to believe this wasn’t a prank of sorts, at least not one the boy was in on. Given everything that could go wrong inside the castle, perhaps this didn’t seem so far-fetched afterall.
“The Fat Lady is what now?” Alive was it? As in...really there or someone polyjuiced because after Zoryn Spinnet, the man had learned that when determined enough, the kids could very well brew a potion like that and run amuck inside the castle.
“Let’s start over, what’s the problem?”
That might have been the better question.
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