 Professional Twirler Mourned and Missed
Patroclus sat stone still in his seat. Poor Professor Lawson seemed to be at his wits end, and Patroclus didn't want to cause him anymore anxiety. He had successful sliced his wood, so he was content to watch the others. Patroclus could understand the Professor frustration, but after all this was worlds away from the way the magically children had been brought up.
He could help but smile at some of the other students sawing methods. |