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"Right, Healer Poppy." Healer Peppy. "Yeah."
Nem was ready to sit quietly through this feast and pay very little attention to anyone, Ryan included. Might not have even turned up had they not had a good reason for showing their face.
And yet, when he spoke again, Nem looked up, and considered him carefully; his entire demeanour called to mind the events of their third year. That whole vortex situation, the loss of magic and of memory, the mass confusion and panic. Some kid flitting around suggesting a theory that it was the end of the world, scaring a few of the students half to death. Impossible now to call to mind who that had been - the details did tend to get a bit fuzzy. The point remained: what with that term and plenty of similar encounters since, Nem recognised severe lapses in memory or awareness when they saw them.
Closing their book again, Nem gave Ryan their full attention, their expression one of great concern. "What's up, Blake? You seem..." They paused, bit their lip, and leaned in, lowering their voice to speak a little more confidentially, so only Ryan could hear. "Don't freak out, but I overheard one of the professors say that Poppy was discovered testing potions on house elves, like... mind control stuff. Half of them lost their minds, and couple, like... died. What if..." What if she got you too? Another pause, and Nem pulled away again, giving a bracing but apparently only half-convinced shake of the head. "Actually, no. I'm sure that's not what happened to you. Ignore me."
Had Nem actually heard anything of the sort?
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