Frida frowned at the fifth year's response. It was true that it was up to the Wizarding Examinations Authority to decide the contents of their OWLs, but it seemed silly that they wouldn't at least confer with Professor Carmichael on the subject matter. At the very least, the professor would know what to review with them prior to their exam day!
Not that she had to worry about that for a while.
"Well I'm sure he knows what will be on the exams," she resigned with a huff, closing her book. As a Hufflepuff and a Lestrange, Frida felt the need to be good at everything to make up for her shortcomings. None of her family members — not Kristoffer, not Seneca, not Gretchen — could call her a daft badger if she did well on everything, but simply struggling with certain subjects lowered her self-esteem immensely.
Speaking of subjects... "What classes do you take, Miss Fairchild?" That was her name, wasn't it? She was from the weird family that was apart of that weird religion. "You're in my Ancient Runes class, are you not?"
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Not that she had to worry about that for a while.
"Well I'm sure he knows what will be on the exams," she resigned with a huff, closing her book. As a Hufflepuff and a Lestrange, Frida felt the need to be good at everything to make up for her shortcomings. None of her family members — not Kristoffer, not Seneca, not Gretchen — could call her a daft badger if she did well on everything, but simply struggling with certain subjects lowered her self-esteem immensely.
Speaking of subjects... "What classes do you take, Miss Fairchild?" That was her name, wasn't it? She was from the weird family that was apart of that weird religion. "You're in my Ancient Runes class, are you not?"
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