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(Yes he is.)
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(I have responses set out for literally everything the teacher could say to him.)
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(i have some dumb shit eric is gna do but not right now bc he doesnt have a death wish)
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(Unlike Blair-)
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(however if he thinks a rule is stupid or unfair he's not gonna do it - enter trouble)
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(Blair was litterly raised by a group of very liberal and very illegal smuglers.)
Professor Tarrent pursued his lips. "Some may call your longing to learn admirable Mr. Grimmur. To answer your question, the goal of this year is to learn to craft potions from the ancient texts with the ancient ingredients." He raised an eyebrow. "I suspect you have a lot to learn in that subject."
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Blair raised an eyebrow in return, mirroring him before tilting his head. "Well, I suppose we'll have to see whether or not your suspicion is correct." He said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes whatsoever.
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Blair did so, he wasn't going to reply anyway. That went a lot better than expected, good, I want to get on at least one teacher's good side. He thought with satisfaction.
Mre looked at Blair like he was insane as he flipped to the page the professor had said. This dude is more of an idiot than I thought.
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Sylvain smiles at Blair.
“You’d better show him,” he whispered, “Show all of them what you’re made of.”
Risa looked a little surprised, but shrugged all of this off pretty quickly.
“Hope that guy doesn’t fail him before we even get started,” she muttered, “But then again, it would also be a shame for these amateurs to find out the hard way that they don’t belong.”
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"I will, my plan is to get the top of the class." Blair whispered back before turning back to the front of the room.
Mre just shook his head in wonder as he wrote in his notebook. This was one of his favorite classes, right under Herbology.
Olive giggled. “It’d be kind of funny though if they got kicked out that fast. Let’s make a bet about how long it takes before one of them is expelled or something.”
Archer smiled slightly with relief that nothing bad had happened. He didn’t want anything to happen to his friends on the first day (or any day, for that matter).
Eric rubbed at his face with an exhausted expression. "One day, you're gonna get yourself killed," he said to Blair, flipping through his book. He reached page twenty and made a face. "Nevermind, I'm gonna die along with you. At least we'll be in hell together."
Jasper huffed as the tension lifted. He'd hoped Tarrent would reprimand the rat in some way, but the incompetent idiot even seemed impressed. He ran a hand through Cleaver's fur. "No matter. We'll knock him down a peg or two eventually."
(bump)
(thank god fjgjnfjn)