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“May I speak with you for a moment?”
“Of- of course, Mr. Crouch!”
“Don’t be intimidated, you’re not in trouble.
“Ah…”
“I just couldn’t help but wonder about these peculiar rabbit ears of yours.”
“Oh!”
“Is it alright if I ask you about them?”
“Of course!!”
“Ah, good. I’m just a curious man. Why do you have them?”
“Well, I’m a Metamorphmagus, sir. And I- I choose to have them because, well, to put it bluntly… I like them.”
“Is that so?”
“And they’re not in violation of dress code or anything. The professors let me have them. So I do! Except around muggles, of course.”
“Of course. And your accent… American, are you?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Hm. You’ve traveled a long way to be here.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Which do you prefer?”
“I can’t help but admit that I like it here more, sir.”
“Really? Why is that?”
“Uh… the people, I guess. You get tired of American going-ons.”
“Ah, I see.”
“Well, welcome to Hogwarts!”
“Why thank you. What a polite one you are.”
“Ah…!! Th-thank you!”
“Of course. I’m glad to see some manner of civility exists within our youth.”
“And- and likewise, sir! Your job can’t be easy.”
“It’s not. It’s quite nice to see someone like yourself acknowledge that. Thank you. …Ah, I’m afraid I must be off now. It was nice to meet you… oh, I never caught your name.”
“Pippin! Pippin Berrybun.”
“It was nice to meet you, Berrybun. Farewell.”
“Bye!!”