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And Nina very much planned on doing exactly what they were told. Things had a tendency to go south otherwise. Yes, she very vividly remembered the mist. Those students had no one to blame but themselves. Their Headmaster had made himself perfectly clear (he usually did). It was also why she had no sympathy for the likes of Grantham and Blaze who did stupid things on the regular and were faced with the appropriate consequences as a result of defying Headmaster Trent. Speaking of which, could he do something about her right now? Because her answers were giving Nina a headache.
She only entertained these thoughts a few moments longer as her attention quickly went back to the other (more respectable) answers that were being shared. Though nothing shared was any new information, there was always a possibility that she would learn something valuable from her peers and with NEWTs soon approaching, Nina wanted to be as prepared as possible. The least unnerving answer was that one that Eiji Rasting offered. If Nina weren’t so concerned with what Headmaster Trent thought of her she may have even snorted. As it was, however, she just smiled the TINIEST amount. She liked his snark only when it was justified. And this bit was. Trinnetta Gladin had almost gotten them KILLED, after all.
As for their kelpie strategy, Nina found herself agreeing with those that said they would run. ”I would have done my research ahead of time. If I know I’ll be near a body of water, I’d like to know what sorts of creatures I could run into. Especially those that are dangerous.” And Kelpies were classified as a level XXXX so. Hello, yes, Nina liked having control over situations. Surprises were not welcome. ”If I were to run into one unexpectedly though,” which wouldn’t happen because she would be prepared! And figuring that their headmaster was not looking for answers involving the placement charm, as he had just mentioned it himself (Nemesis Upstead made her want to roll her eyes). ”I’d likely run. After quickly placing a disillusionment charm on myself.” She was fast, but unlike Whitlock, Nina would take extra precautions. No risk was worth her life.
Not that any of this would really happen in the moment. She liked to think she would be quick on her feet in dangerous circumstances. Unfortunately, however, she was rather useless. Case and point being the boathouse circa fourth year. Actually, in all likelihood? Nina's gut instinct would be the scream at the top of her lungs and hope to be rescued by a prince charming. Or her boyfriend. Those were synonymous.
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