 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
Curtis definitely had plans after his classes were over for the day. He watched the two figures who his godmother had turned briefly to say...something.. to them. He couldn't tell given how far in the back he chose to sit. He eyed the rocks on the table in front of him, his arms folded comfortably as he leaned into his chair. He wasn't slouching just... comfortable. As much as he could be at the moment.
Lithomancy... Curtis thought privately as he eyed the rocks. Studying of stone carvings, etc. A few other classmates tossed these answers around. He merely pointed at one of the rocks that while was the smallest in the bunch had chunks forming a unique shape compared to the rest. Something that sticks out... He was going to remain silent... until he remembered how much trouble students received for being silent. He wasn't afraid of getting into trouble, but this Professor, however.... "A rock that has a different set of marking and shape is what I'd focus on, otherwise, it's easy to step over it and not notice it at all." As for ways it is used to be studied.. "There's usually a pattern with laying them out a certain way, though that means gathering more than one of them at a time."
Also, did his eyes deceive him or did the trap door entrance go bye-bye?
Last edited by Charely Potter; 01-08-2021 at 12:51 AM.
Reason: apparently this last line disappeared when i hit submit earlier xD
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