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What they were thinking was that Ezra might have a shred of control over the ‘unruly’ Elias. The truth was that it should be the other way around in that Eli’s maturity levels (as so helpfully described) were far beyond his years. Being a child was beneath him, he was ready to step up to the plate and become a Greenwood.
Whatever that meant.
“Well keep up then. We have to get books and then cauldrons and owls..” And MAYBE, just maybe there might be time for an ice cream. He might’ve seemed like a grumpy old man at times but he was still only eleven and there was something a little magical about Florean’s ice cream parlour.
What did he mean he’d lost it?!
The look that Eli have his brother was something else. He knew that he was far more trustworthy and reliable when it came to keeping his affairs in order and therefore it should’ve been him who was entrusted with the important part of this. Ezra could think that he was in charge all he liked but everyone knew who reeeeeally wore the trousers.
“No because YOU were supposed to bring the list” he stared at exasperated. “Now how am I supposed to know what textbooks I have to buy?” Eli didn’t not want to be THAT person who turned up to lessons with the wrong books and the wrong equipment and be made to look like a fool in front of his peers.
Ezra was already talented at that without any need for intervention.
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