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"You guys are gonna have to work together," Williamson directed Kitt and Carsyn first. And as for the prefect's question: "Yes." Er. He HAD checked that they were all fixed, right? He didn't remember in this very moment, and eh, he didn't care that much. They weren't his personal kneazles anyway. William gestured for 2/3 of the Gryffindors to get back to work.
So if Kitt starts climbing the ladder... "Now, Carsyn, when he's almost to the top, you'll hand him or magic him up the straw." He'd let the prefect use magic, but not the others. Also, she was the eldest here, besides him, so she OUGHT TO BE responsible.
And then there was Bellchant, still complaining about a little manual labor. Willy let out a LONG SIGH, loud enough that she'd know it was for her, and took another sip of soda. "Heeeeeeeere, kitty kitty," he cooed to the one who had just pooped by Isla. "Good GIRL." He gave the kneazle some head rubbin' and scritches behind the ear. Because she was just being her NATURAL SELF and there was NOTHIN' wrong with that, Bellchant.
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