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Professor Neville Longbottom (profplant) wrote in silverage,

"It's fine." He smiled at her. "That's the way it is at home, too. No matter what, it's always when you put food in your mouth." He took a swig of the drink- beer, apparently. It was alright.

"I am. I know Lily- well, I know Lily's son, at home, and I've met Lily. I think I know the man beside her but I'm not sure how- he just looks familiar. You wouldn't happen to know his name?" Another English accent. That made him, Galen, and those from his world- was that significant?

He blushed when she handed him a napkin- he'd always been a little messy, and he'd managed to walk right past these. "How'd you do that without any incantation or wand? I've studied non-verbal magic before, and wandless, but not both. Rubbish at both of them, but I know how they work in theory." He laughed. "Or, well, you're not a witch. So why would my rules apply here?"