 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Jude eyed Dafydd with playful suspicion. Clearly his friend wanted to talk in private. Jude nodded his understanding. But yes, he needed to take a long bath first, unless Dafydd was quite comfortable with the prolonged stench of vinegar. Jude actually laughed as Dafydd’s spoke to Margaret. No disrespect, Margaret but his friend’s sarcasm was on point.
“Yes, we’re SO grateful that you were on your way out,’’ Jude remarked, growing quite impatient by the girl’s demeanour. He gestured to Percy. “Go ahead.” The youngest Hufflepuff was in far more need of entering the Common Room. He’d been about to answer that he and Dafydd would handle relating the incident to Euka since Margaret clearly didn’t want to do it but the woman of the subject arrived.
Perfect timing!
“Hi, professor! Boy, you showed up at the right time.” Jude gestured at the barrels. “They’re off… in the way that they wouldn’t open despite being tapped the right way. Not to mention that it doused me in vinegar.” He raised an eyebrow questioningly. Did this have something to do with the mysterious state of the Castle? The destruction in the Trophy Room recently, for example? |