 Broom~ books and cleverness | i like you a latte
Her feet slammed into the ground and Irithel fell over, releasing the broken broom Portkey. She got to her feet, feeling super queasy, and picked up her glasses which had dropped near the old broom. Once the nausea subsided and she could see clearly, she was AMAZED. Forget dragons, there were other human beings here! She turned to the older students in her group and was glad to hear Ilya mention the people around them. "Yes, let's go to the cave and we should ask those adults to rescue us and what else do you guys know about the Common Welsh Green? I'm intrigued."
If she sandwiched some risky thoughts between normal speech about this lesson, the inquisitorial squad wouldn't be able to catch them, right?? She was not even glancing in their direction, even though she really wanted to check where they were, because it would look suspicious. The second year led the way up to the cave, hoping they would meet some kind dragonologists in there.
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