 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
She switched off momentarily as he did his usual thing and spoke about himself. His disposition seemed edgy, as if he were nervous that he'd say or do the wrong thing. However, that didn't seem to apply to his gob that was running sixteen to the dozen, yapping with aparently no regard for thought beforehand.
To his second, more personal set of statements, she sighed, tiredly. "Tell me something I don't know, Sirius." Looking back down at her book, she realised that she didn't actually know what it was called. Flipping it over, her hand laid down so she wouldn't lose her page, she replied, "The notorities of Nargles." |