You watched in utter boredom as Trelawny, by some level of... sorcery, managed to pull a dove out of thin air. Of course, you couldn't care less, and in response you rolled your eyes before averting your gave back to your seemingly far more interesting book.

"Is magic not your thing, hm?" Trelawny questioned, laughing off the rather painfully obvious hurt in his eyes. You couldn't help but feel bad, even despite your disinterest.