"Well, then, I do hope you're able to do something for your sister's pet," Callidora murmured. There were only so many things she could think of to say about crups and kneazles, after all. The Black family kept pets, of course, Father's dogs, Mother's cat, but Callidora had always been a bit frightened of the canines, and the cat wasn't exactly hers to begin with. Not much to say about it, and Dora hadn't continued with Care of Magical Creatures after the requirement dropped.
They rounded a corner into another perfectly empty corridor. "Everyone seems to be in their dormitories tonight," the girl noted. "How...odd."
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