Edgar tried to stay calm and reasonable. He had other things that were far more troubling than a man with a ring and blob of a head. Miss Browne seemed to be frozen with fear, which didn’t help anything. Part of him wondered why she feared a ring so much, but it was none of his business and not very important at the moment.

Hearing Miss Woodcroft, he didn’t take his eyes of the boggart, but did listen carefully to her words. About to follow the prefect’s instructions, he flinched slightly with alarm at the sudden exclamation from Miss Browne. Taking a moment to collect himself, he did as Miss Woodcroft advised.

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