Basil eyed his companion skeptically. A new spot? There were hardly any new spots left around the castle they hadn’t already investigated. Gus was nothing if not thorough in his adventures. Basil might have the magical knowledge to advance them, but Gus was the heart, soul and determination that got them through their escapades. Watching intently anyhow as the other squatted behind the desk, Basil only just saw the small statue and doorframe before the doorway was enlarged. He then watched as Gus opened the door like this was something he’d been aware of for some time.“Lissing, you rat,” Basil laughed. “You’ve known how to get into the passages behind Professor —’s office this whole time?” He peered curiously in through the doorframe to see what was beyond, but didn’t take a step. He wasn’t sure this was the best time to keep galavanting around. They had to find a way to change Gus back before someone saw him like this. Basil couldn’t remember if he had any more classes that evening either… he hoped not. For some reason his head was… starting to hurt again. And a fog to cloud his mind.
“Gus… I… something doesn’t feel right.” Basil raised a hand to his head. “M-maybe we should get out of here and come back another day.” The fogginess persisted, but the bulk of the pain seemed to pass after a moment. Basil shook his head to try and clear it, wondering what was wrong with him. He needed to sit down somewhere. “Seriously, let’s go. I can try and see if there’s something in my books about anti-aging spells.”