Why, yes, there IS something up my sleeve.

[proudgreenauror]

SAKURAAAAAAA! Thanks again for that Arithmancy book -- IT'S ALL MAKING SENSE NOW!!!!

Nothing like a busy day to work up a healthy, hearty appreciation for the wonder that is DINNERTIME. Mmmm, the potatoes are excellent this evening. And was that Jaggerjack I saw over at the Slytherin table....

..sparkling??

*not laughing, no really*

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[prof_mem]

But of course; come see me immediately and we'll take care of that.

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[proudgreenauror]

*finally arrives, panting for breath, his robes streaked with grime* Sorry, Professor -- I didn't get your return message until just now....

[prof_mem]

Quite all right. You still have that crab stuck to you, I assume?

[proudgreenauror]

*grimaces and holds out his arm; a lump the size of a small Tribble can be seen under the sleeve*

[prof_mem]

Ahh. Let's have a look here. -Moves the sleeve- Hmm...this could be tough. We'd better get started immediately, just in case there's an infection from it that could be eating your arm.

Fire will be a good start, I think.

[proudgreenauror]

An infection?? Gaah! It doesn't feel that bad... the crab's between my robe and my shirt-sleeve, and it's only pinched me so far.

F-fire?? Do you think that'll get it to move?

[prof_mem]

Well, there still could be an infection.

But of course! Crabs are notorious for hating fire. -Lights a magical fire on a hot plate nearby.- Go on, stick your arm over it until the crab falls off or until your arm begins to burn.