Anne didn't bother to hide her cheer of delight at the location of today's class. Any trip into the Forbidden Forest was a good day, as far as Anne was concerned. Even if the weather may decide to turn homicidal without warning. Given art supplies in the woods, Anne was doubly thrilled. She heard some of the instructions before dropping to the forest floor and sketching.
Reluctantly, Anne paused her drawing when Professor Brierley began her lecture. Anne glowered at the overenthusiastic boy she now recognized, thanks to the potions tournament that she won, thanks. He beat her to the punch, which was wholly unnecessary. Other people, namely Anne, knew things, too. Punching her hand into the air, Anne added, "Bowtruckles prefer wand wood trees. And they'll gouge your eyes out." She added for good measure.
Reluctantly, Anne paused her drawing when Professor Brierley began her lecture. Anne glowered at the overenthusiastic boy she now recognized, thanks to the potions tournament that she won, thanks. He beat her to the punch, which was wholly unnecessary. Other people, namely Anne, knew things, too. Punching her hand into the air, Anne added, "Bowtruckles prefer wand wood trees. And they'll gouge your eyes out." She added for good measure.
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