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Five seashells..... and a beach babe.

Ninety nine sea shells

Arcanine

Ninety two sea shells.

Tristan gave a soft laugh, nodding along. "True enough... Pretty sure most schools aren't so closely involved with the war." He replied, before the conversation changed to safer topics... Just in time, apparently, because it was then that Karkaroff approached them. Tristan remained quiet in the foreign headmasters presence.

He smiled when Viljams answer wasn't which one he wanted, but the one he didn't want. "I doubt you'll be stuck with them. From what little I know of you, Viljam, you're not like them. You won't be in Slytherin." He said, shaking his head. He explained a bit about each house, how the sorting took your own personal traits into consideration, as well as what you wanted, if you wanted it desperately enough. He left out the exact details of the sorting though, not wanting to ruin the surprise. He grabbed his bag as they got up to leave, leading Viljam to Dumbledore's office.

Someone said somewhere that the shop would stay open later than currency drop.

Seventy seven sea shells.

Awwe no. I've been so absent on here... looks like it's time to buckle down and get to work collect those shells!

At this moment, I have 68 seashells...

I'm disappointed in myself for not being more active

Tristan nodded when Viljam mentioned his own headmasters lack of care for his students. "I wonderif other schools have that problem with their headmasters and mistresses..." he said, thinking on it briefly. He'd heard some rumors about Karkaroff, so he understood what Viljam meant by 'his side'. He didn't say anything though- too many ears around.

When asked if he really didn't mind helping, he gave a smile and a nod. "Of course I will. ... maybe we'll have some together..." He said, offering a small smile as he picked at his breakfast. "Are you hoping for any house in particular?" He asked, curious. It wouldn't make much difference. Viljam would only be there until the tournament ended, anyways... but Tristan still hoped to make friends with the foreign boy.

"Well. It's nice to meet you, Viljam." Tristan said, offering a smile and his hand for a shake. "I'm not sure which is worse... an overbearing headmaster who treats his students like soldiers, or one who doesn't seem to care about the safety of his students at all... I've been to Dumbledore's office a few times... I could show you the way and give you a hand with your books and stuff, if you want." He offered, unsure if Viljam would accept his help, or get one of his own schoolmates to help.

Sixty seashells

Tuijp you'd probably like it too much.

Fifty six seashells.

Fifty one seashells.
Several items, thanks to the lovely Roshan.