PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main(): Haven pulled off her jumper as she walked into the classroom, quietly grumbling about the excessive heat. She'd only just started applying her own heating charms to her clothes, but with the Professor's additional spells she felt it was far, far too warm. Offering Khanna a short nod, she slung the jumper over her shoulder and found her customary seat in the middle of the room.
The sixth year pulled out a small piece of parchment from her bag, along with her quill and ink. She wrote 'kappa' in small, neat letters and folded the piece as instructed. Looking around, she took note of the other students present. No one interesting. Haven settled in her seat, eyes towards the door, and waited for more of her people to show up.
__________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________
but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end |