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Of course it wasn't the end of the world. Agreeing out loud was no fun though, so Nem just smiled faintly and looked back out of the window, at least until Fuller-Thompson spoke again.
The temptation to lean all the way back in the chair so that it fell over with them in it - but would, indeed, be flat on the ground - was strong, but there was a desk close enough behind that the manoeuvre was too complicated to really be worth it. Instead, Nem let the chair fall forwards again, so that the front legs slammed back onto the floor. "Sir, yes, sir."
Looking between Lazarus and Fuller-Thompson, Nem waited for the Head of House to move onto greeting more students before speaking quietly to the Gryffindor. "Hard to tell, if we're basing it on that logic. Old F.T.'s not really the panicking sort, nor's the Headsman. They might all just be acting normal 'cause they know there's nothing they can do, so as to not upset the little kids or whatever. Or they're just all in denial. Or they haven't figured it out yet." Nem had not read some entirely made up theories, and didn't mind sharing more with Lazarus if he was curious.
Not now though, because class was starting, and Nem would never want to disrupt a lesson.
What a topic. The obvious theme of the lesson - invisible inks and the Aparecium Charm - had already been touched upon, and Grantham had mentioned the only thing Nem would have been willing to say (which was, ironically, the concept of not saying anything), so... nah. Sitting out this one. Not claiming ignorance on the topic or anything - as everyone and their brother knew how to be sneaky, even if they were awful at it - just opting out of answering. Having weighed up the risk of seeming suspicious by saying nothing, against sharing something that could potentially tip off student or staff, Nem had decided that silence had fewer drawbacks. |