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When Professor Burbage floated closer to him, Maddox eyed her warily. While he was interested in how ghosts...well, existed, he also didn't want to get too terribly close to one. Nothing against Professor Burbage.
When she went over to the closet Maddox relaxed just a bit, nothing super noticeable. He got up with the rest of the class to grab some ping pong balls. As he waited for his turn, he watched as one of the older students dropped some on the ground, and they unexpectedly exploded with color. Well. He certainly wouldn't be doing that.
Pockets. A brilliant invention.
He picked the ping pong balls out of the box and shoved some into his pockets, being very careful as to not get his robes all a mess. He held two in his hands while the other three were in his pockets, and he shuffled back over to his table—walking around the splat of color that spread across the floor. He set down the balls he was holding and took the rest out of his pockets. He took his wand out from its holster, waiting for the next instructions. |