Rufus was worn out? Aww, poor Rufus…

Taking the little darling for Missa, he grabbed the leash tight and walked the trouble maker over to Professor Williamson with a smile. ”Here you are Professor. One tired, troublesome, tricky cat” and good riddance.

He wasn’t really bitter towards the cat. In fact, he’d rather enjoyed the lesson today and learning more about Rufus and Wampus’. It had, if anything, solidified his goal to work with magical creatures or animals in some respects.

”Hey Professor, what did you do before you were a teacher?” he asked before quickly realising that the question could possibly come off as rude. ”I mean, did you go to university or go and work somewhere else with animals?”. He’d always done his learning through books and lessons at school but working on the farm back home now, it changed his perspective. Being more involved made him want to get out and travel. Maybe even see some animals out in the wild.