Grant had to give her credit for her determination, at least. He was staring at the chalk diagrams that were still on the walls.
"Fire you? Why would I do that? Then I'd have to find somebody else who likes to spend all day playing in the dirt." Not to mention that even with this second occurrence, she was still fairly low on the Hogwarts crazy-meter.
He'd probably change the locks, though.
"They've got spells that will clean this up for you. It might be faster." Grant thumbed through some papers that had been left on his desk, that now had chalky hand prints on them. One of them had a drawing on it that was probably ruined. "If I move that tank out to the barn, would you start doing this over there?"
Chance doesn't ask why he doesn't just hire Billy Brennan. There's got to be some reason why he hasn't already done that, and after her own experience with her former advisor Dr. Sprinkle, Chance thinks some things are best left unsaid, unasked, untouched.
Instead she says, "Okay, but consider the offer open. And yeah. If you move the tank out to the barn, I think this would probably happen there. I was hoping it wouldn't again. Clearly I was wrong."
She tries not to look at the tank with its eerie inhabitant.
"The barn doesn't need to be cleaned after you're done trashing it." She wasn't in the state that she'd been in when this first happened. It wasn't urgent that he calm her down. With no crisis at hand, he was a little bit irritated.
"I don't want to keep an animal that's causing trouble. We haven't seen any other trilobites here. I could get rid of it, if that would be better."
"Get rid of it how? You can't just flush that thing down the toilet." Chance shivers at the thought. Trilobites propagating in the sewers beneath Hogwarts. (Are there sewers beneath Hogwarts? Chance has never wondered about the plumbing here before.) "I don't suppose you got it from a pet store. It'd be too simple to just return it for a refund."
The trilobite waves its front legs. Chance has never been afraid of insects, and reminds herself of that fact. The trilobite creeps her out all the same.
He arched an eyebrow at her. "I have no intention of dumping it down the nearest toilet. I get some of the animals for class from other... enthusiasts outside of Hogwarts. I was going to see if I can find somebody off the grounds to take it." He'd gotten the tribbles that way, and he hoped that giving animals away would work better than when he took them in.
"Billy found it somewhere on the second floor, and gave it to me. I haven't heard about any others."
Chance takes a deep breath and wipes her chalky hands on the thighs of her pajama pants. "Okay. I think we ought to go ask Billy about where he found this. Exactly where and how. Do you have a moment? Because if not, I can go alone, but I think he might be likelier to take it seriously if you're bearing witness."
She's also a little worried she'll go into another weird fugue between here and there if left unsupervised.
"Thanks." She means it. "I'll go get dressed in something that isn't pajamas, send Billy a quick owl, and we can all meet back here in, say, half an hour? Ideally. If he's up for it."
"Fire you? Why would I do that? Then I'd have to find somebody else who likes to spend all day playing in the dirt." Not to mention that even with this second occurrence, she was still fairly low on the Hogwarts crazy-meter.
He'd probably change the locks, though.
"They've got spells that will clean this up for you. It might be faster." Grant thumbed through some papers that had been left on his desk, that now had chalky hand prints on them. One of them had a drawing on it that was probably ruined. "If I move that tank out to the barn, would you start doing this over there?"
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Instead she says, "Okay, but consider the offer open. And yeah. If you move the tank out to the barn, I think this would probably happen there. I was hoping it wouldn't again. Clearly I was wrong."
She tries not to look at the tank with its eerie inhabitant.
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"I don't want to keep an animal that's causing trouble. We haven't seen any other trilobites here. I could get rid of it, if that would be better."
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The trilobite waves its front legs. Chance has never been afraid of insects, and reminds herself of that fact. The trilobite creeps her out all the same.
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"Billy found it somewhere on the second floor, and gave it to me. I haven't heard about any others."
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She's also a little worried she'll go into another weird fugue between here and there if left unsupervised.
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