By the end of the day, Gray was still not certain what to think about the incident in Beginner’s Charms. Nathaniel Mordue’s incident he had interpreted as a somewhat bungled attempt at showing off, jumping ahead into the second year curriculum and actually almost pulling it off, but Parker Fitzgerald’s had been...a bit more than that. Charming wings onto something - as opposed to just levitating it - was more advanced than he would have expected from the boy, and turning a box into a fish with wings on it was...not Charms. He thought the first and second years generally worked with objects that correlated in some way, too - visual similarities, similarities in name, something. Not box-to-fish. Where had Parker gotten that?
Regardless of where he’d gotten it, though, it indicated at least one problem, and possibly two. The definite one was that the Beginners were beginning to act out as well, while the Intermediates did not seem to be improving. At the very least, he thought he ought to warn his boss about that. There was, however, a slight problem with that: he found her somewhat intimidating, at least when she was not wearily eating cake and discussing having had her hair turned pink.
Therefore, as he put his head through her office door after his knock was answered, he pictured her with pink hair and a plate of cake in her hand as he said, “Hi. Got a minute?”
He spoke carefully, a bit slowly, as he did in class to keep his thoughts organized. “I thought you’d want to know that the Beginners may be getting ideas from the Intermediates,” he said. “Though it could just as easily be two boys - well - goofing off in class,” he acknowledged. “Nathaniel Mordue - that’s Nathan’s Mordue - and Parker Fitzgerald both made a bit of a scene - I think Nathaniel was trying the second year spells and bungled it, but Parker...managed to turn this - “ he produced the plain wooden cube, smaller than his hand, and put it on the desk so the deputy headmistress could see it - “into some cross between a seagull and a tuna.” Gray was an expert in neither ornithology nor ichthyology, so he was guessing there, but the message, he supposed, got across either way. “A fish body with wings. You’re the Transfiguration expert, but it seemed a little...advanced for a second year to me, so I thought you ought to know that, too - he might need an eye kept on him, or academic enrichment or something.”
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“Depends whether you’ve got good news for me or not,” Selina teased, as Grayson poked his bespectacled head in, asking if she had a minute. “Come in,” she added, to make it clear that she was joking, and that he was welcome regardless. Not many people brought her good news, and she was fully expecting to hear that there were further issues in class.
She listened carefully to what Grayson said, and then picked up the small wooden cube, examining it, as if to verify its utter unremarkableness.
“I see,” she commented, even though she really didn’t. “I mean… I want to say it’s just two boys goofing off but… But that’s not normal. I mean, Parker is a nice boy, and he works hard but… he shouldn’t be able to do that. I’m pretty sure he can’t do that,” she added. Unless he was one of those genius kids that was so bored by the work that was so far beneath them that they weren’t engaged or trying. But she was pretty sure that he was actually just solidly average. “I don’t know Nathaniel well enough to comment,” she shrugged. She wanted to say ‘but he’s a Teppenpaw’ but so was Jozua. She almost wanted to say ‘but he’s a Pureblood,’ meaning that they basically had being good little boys drilled in from day one, but she didn’t like to blood stereotype, and didn’t want it to sound like she meant anything favourable by it because she didn’t think that way. Plus you got the occasional Pureblood who thought they were above mere ordinary folk like the staff. “I guess we just… keep an eye on him.
“Parker though….” she mused, “I mean, I can understand why he’d be upset or having a hard time this term - did you witness the debacle with Cleo?” she added, “They were best friends last year. She’s been avoiding him. He tried to talk to her, she told him to basically back off and leave her alone,” she summarised, in case Grayson hadn’t been around for that. “But... I mean, this doesn’t sound like ‘upset.’ This sounds just…. Weird,” even with all her concern around Cleo, this was far too tangential for her to think the half-veela could really be, in any way, responsible. “I don’t suppose he offered any explanation?” she asked.
Gray had, if he was to be honest, been slightly afraid that he would look like the Keen New Guy who made a mountain out of a molehill. As a result, he was almost relieved to hear the flat agreement that what had happened in his Beginners class was not normal, however complicated that could imply things might get later.
He grimaced a little, though, when Selina asked if Parker had tried to explain his behavior. “He said ‘a bird-fish,’” he reported, quoting exactly. “I didn’t think to ask for much more than that at the time,” he confessed. “Nathaniel had already made that box start going off like a teakettle, so I guess I jumped to conclusions and just wanted to discourage them from doing anything else - it only occurred to me after I was walking away just how...strange it all was.”
He thought over everything he knew about the situation and nodded to himself. “Weird is a good word for it all - though I wish I had asked how he did it. I can’t see how being upset over a girl would make that happen - unless Cleo told him they mix like birds and fish now,” he added, deciding to give him a bit more benefit of the doubt. “Though it seems to me like she’s just been - avoiding everyone more than telling them anything,” he added in yet more fairness. “Though you might know more than me. Poor kid.” He was not entirely sure he thought of Cleo without the tag ‘poor kid’ in his head anymore, which was not, he had to admit, ideal.
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