In History of Magic class, Ominis and I exchanged knowing glances as Professor Binns droned on about Goblin Rebellions.

“Do you think Binns ever realizes when he repeats himself?” I whispered, trying to stifle a yawn.

Ominis chuckled softly, his keen sense of humour a welcome relief from the monotony.

“I doubt it,” he replied, his voice tinged with amusement. “Perhaps we should teach him a few new anecdotes.”

We exchanged playful ideas, brightening the dull lecture with whispered mischief.