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Exterior Hallway 2F
One week later
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Hold it right there, Grim! You're not gettin' off easy today, you hear me?! |
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Myeh heh heh! Maybe you shoulda put your name on it if you wanted it that bad! |
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Why, you...! |
| What is it this time? | Fighting again? |
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Seriously, don't they ever get tired of this? |
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Hey, [MC]! You're the prefect, so do some prefecting! This lousy furball swiped the doughnut I bought and ate it! AGAIN. |
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I didn't steal nothin' I just saw a snack left abandoned on a desk and gave it a home outta the goodness of my heart. |
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It's not abandoned if it's on somebody's desk! If you're gonna keep runnin', I've got some wind magic up my sleeve with your name on it. |
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Oh YEAH? Try me! I've got fire magic ready to— |
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Y'know what? I think I'll skip the magic today. I don't wanna get sent to wash even MORE windows. |
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H-heh. For once, I think you've got the right idea. I'd be embarassin' myself if I was the only one usin' magic, so I'll let you off easy this time. |
| Both of you, knock it...off? | ...Hm? |
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Wow. It's not every day I see you two de-escalate one of your fights without outside intervention. Normally, you go at it until the classrom's blasted to bits and the headmage comes storming in. |
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Hey, what kinda punk would I be if I started fighting with a weasel over one lousy doughnut? |
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Why do you always have to get in one last smart remark?! |
Classroom
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It's time for class to start, whelps. Get to yours seats. First, I'll pass back your tests. |
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This is it—the moment of truth. |
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Myah hah! Gimme! Gimme! I want that test, Prof! |
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Settle down, Grim. Stay. STAY! I'll call you by your class number. Number one! |
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SWEET! I got a 92! |
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I got an 88! I never thought I'd see the day i scored over 80. |
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Check it out, [MC]! I got an 85! |
| You guys rock! | You went from falling grades to an 85?! |
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You appear to have studied a great deal for this exam. Yes... A great deal indeed, compared to your quiz scores. In fact, the class average has gone up to a degree one might call...unusual. |
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And what's that supposed to mean? |
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The average test scores across every level of potionology are over 90. Professor Trein has remarked upon similarly positive trends in his magic history classes. |
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Say what?! |
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Mraaah?! |
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Uh-oh. I don't like where this is going... |
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The school's fifty highest achievers will be posted in the hall. You can look forward to seeing that shortly. Now, let us begin today's lesson. Open your textbooks. |
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