Classes may have ended as students were out , walking out of the Charms Class. After Friday, itâs the weekends. Itâs something the entire Hogwarts school population has looked forward to. Hakuba doesnât know if his sensei or Hattori are having plans in Hogsmeade. He has his own plans, apparently. The boy hasnât focused on his mischievous classmate--- Kuroba, was it? He and his group of friends didnât believe in the boy when he was sorted into Gryffindor. Once the last group of students filed out of the classroom, he spotted the self-proclaimed âmagicianâ which he thought his magic tricks are phony but Kuroba was intent in proving his rival wrong in a sense. Funnily though, Hakuba didnât talk to Kuroba that much during their whole semester except small arguments and bickers. Thereâs something off about his classmate. Sometimes, Hakuba canât trust him as a friend or an ally yet. He would make it a point to avoid him.
Blocking those curious train of thoughts that might intrude his mind, Hakuba tried to shake those thoughts out of his head as he approached his sleepy schoolmate. Then, he started to nudge him, hoping that Kuroba may be awake sooner or later. What was he doing in these past, few days? Hakuba pondered. The blond felt a slight twinge of concern. It wasnât like, he didnât know Kuroba is Kaito Kid but he sees him merely as his pesky classmate that likes pulling pranks on his friends and sometimes, he is also his target. If he was involved in the police force, heâd be the type to never back down with a challenge. In this world with magic and fantasy, heâs not.
âPst, Kuroba. Wake up. Classes are over. Weâre suppose to be doing homework together.â If the usual waking up method doesnât work, Hakuba doesnât have a choice but to cast the spell, Aguamenti on the magician.
That might wake him up but for now, he has to see his method works