 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Krittika could not have agreed more: the moon and sun were fascinating together; quite the team they made. All the while Professor Burbage was more than enthusiastically elaborating, the Ravenclaw was scribbling neatly away. She did rather enjoy and love the ghost’s reactions to the students’ replies, by the way. And yes, artificial satellites were indeed helpful, there was no denying the fact. “Thank you, professor,’’ Kritti replied, happily tapping the top of her pen on the book before her. She appreciated the compliment!
It might have been difficult to make notes while constantly stifling giggles by grinning at Burbage's happy-go-lucky reactions to everything. But the sixth year had mastered that feat last term by expertly juggling both. That much was proven by the lengthy notes she had written - almost on the fourth page now.
Having finished writing now, Kritti gazed at Burbage curiously. Just what had she in mind for the practical part of the lesson? Whatever it was, it would be revealed soon. So, with eagerness, Kritti bounded out of her seat to collect five of the regular looking ping pong balls. Thank Merlin the box was set on the middle shelf! With her five foot, five inch height, she doubted she’d have been able to reach much higher. Then again, that’s why she kept Dio around - so he could help her get stuff from hard to reach places. Just kidding, Dio!
On her way back to her seat, one hand clutching three balls, the other two, the ravenclaw felt one of the trio slipping from her grasp {sorry, but she had small hands} and - ahh, there it went, diving for the floor. She expected it to bounce and roll but nope. What happened was a
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