Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Evan was blissfully unaware of whatever the hard feelings were surrounding Atlas and his sister or... sisters, if that was what it was. He knew Lisa had been involved in a lot of drama over the last year, but given the lift in her spirits recently he'd been under the assumption she had settled all that needed to be settled with the people in her life. But then again, he also didn't know the details of with who and for what the reasons for the initial distress was - perhaps with the exception of Serena which was the only name he recalled being spoken.
Listening to the theory, Evan considered for a moment before nodding. There was clearly sense in what the fifth year was saying, especially given the evidence Hogwarts and the other magical schools often displayed with issues arising due to the over saturation. Whether that be from the magic itself, or just the abundance of teenagers and their hormones and feelings. Too much of a good thing (or ... anything) certainly was not always best. "That certainly makes sense. Getting that many chizpurfles sounds far too difficult to test the theory." Too bad, that could have been a fun project as well.
A treasure trove, huh? "Hogwarts own lost and found." Or... lost and lost. Though if he was already wanting to fish for magical creatures, maybe it didn't have to be just lost. "Do you have fishing gear by chance?" The assumption would be the answer was no, considering why would Atlas have given up on whatever had been lost to the murk if so but... worth the ask.
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