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—— “You’re staring as if you know me. I promise you I’m not your great uncle.”

_{Had he been staring? The dazed look on his face put him off as he came to, eyes widening at the sight in front of him– “Bloody hell..” was all that escaped him, clearly loud enough so that the professor could hear him and regrettably so. Clearing his throat, he glanced away, hoping that he wouldn’t be hassled about being outta’ bed so late at night.}