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Nem had their wand at the ready as they approached the meeting point for today's Defence Against the Dark Art's lesson, but were refraining from twirling it in their fingers for once, instead holding it in their pocket. Not only did the cold complicate things - benumbed fingers were no joke - but they preferred to have it literally on hand and ready right from the off, in the Big Man's classes especially. Just in case.
They were dressed comfortably, not one to take such an instruction lightly in this class, and had layered up for warmth. But still, the pervading chill would not let up. It was bone deep. Marrow deep.
"Good afternoon, Headmaster Rosier," Nem greeted the Big Man as politely and formally as ever, coming to a halt at the edge of the group. They eyed the board, then looked beyond, at the lake, and the wooden bridge. Were the boundary-testers going over the side?
If not, could the Big Man make it possible? Of course he could.
Thestrals, you know. |