 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Naturally, this booth spoke to Maggie the most. She hadn't planned on attending the event at all - she's only a fifth year she's got AGES until she needs to decide anything - but everyone else showed up so Maggie had as well. Just to see what it was all about.
The sixteen year old was vaguely aware of the Quidditch players present but they didn't really interest her. The dueling coach was actually interesting, but Maggie wasn't that great at dueling. She's almost certain the only reason she's been succeeding at DADA was because her wand really liked those spells. Or at least that's what it feels like, whenever she's asked to cast those big, loud charms. She's been hoping that's normal.
Shuffling her feet slightly to the left of the booth, Maggie absentmindedly kicked her heel when she confirmed that there wasn't any information about muggle athletics careers. Obviously not. Disappointed but not at all surprised, Maggie decided to watch the other students for a bit. Maybe she'd pick up an autograph too, and give it to one of her friends as a present.
__________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________
but I don't have to write them in ink_____
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