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His question caught Cat off-guard, and she gave a soft huff of a laugh. Her cheeks heated. “Gobstones,” she repeated, her brow furrowing slightly. “I know that it’s a game, but I actually don’t know anything else about it, to be honest.” Add that to her ever-growing list of topics to read about. And, likely, activities to engage in since she (apparently) potentially had the skills for it. Interesting.
She watched the boy curiously as he moved, her eyes dropping with his to the book in his lap. Oh, another fifth year. OWLs and all. Cat was getting used to finding these students with their noses in book or piles of parchment or in various other states of stress. But he seemed rather fine with her interruption. Still, she nodded, empathy clear on her face. “It’s not my strong suit either,” she said solemnly.
She was about to ask more questions, of course, but he actually got one in first. Her gaze moved to her own book. She frowned slightly, flipping the book closed (her thumb hooked inside to keep her page), to look at the title. The book was so old and worn down that she could hardly read the letters on the cover. So, instead of wasting time with that, she looked back over at the boy and shrugged. “It’s a spell book, I think. At least that’s what it’s talking about so far. But most of these are spells I haven’t even heard of.” Which, to be fair, wasn’t difficult. Still, she’d spent the better part of a year and a half reading all of her required texts (and then some), so to find spells that were completely new was exciting indeed. “It is interesting,” She confirmed. “Do you know of the Melofors Jinx?” Because she’d just learned of it.
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