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Otto patted the boy on the shoulder."Don't look too sad, there's plenty of stuff that can actually talk in the castle." He wasn't sure why the paintings could talk. He'd never felt the need to ask them."Magic, I guess. That'd be the most obvious thing." When the boy asked if he had grown up with...

Otto shrugged."I'm sure someone's done it, or there's something written about it. I don't really try to make friends with them." He couldn't imagine what his parents would say if they found out he did that. He tried to make sure everything he did was to their standard. Even though he didn't...

Otto pretended to look ashamed."Sorry again," he apologised, a little quieter this time. He wondered if all Ravenclaw's were this picky when they got involved in a project. He couldn't imagine being so involved in something. Hoping to come up with something else to do, he pulled out some...

Otto shook his head."I haven't seen anyone else. I would've remembered if someone else was doing this! I just thought, you know, you might all do stuff like this." He pretended to have a closer look at the staircase, and collapsed in defeat."It must've been nothing. Bummer!" He was laughing inside.

Otto laughed."Surely not with the armor though?" He shrugged."They don't often talk to strangers. I guess you could get to know them, but I don't have time for that." He was enjoying this. How fun, convincing someone that armor could actually talk! He wondered if the boy was believing him, since...

Otoo grinned, but rolled his eyes at the boy's comment. How could the stairs react to his presence? It made no sense. Still, he did what he was asked. After laying in silence for a bit, he said,"What's your name? I'm guessing you're in Ravenclaw. Do you all do this?" Otto was happy to be in...

Otto chuckled. An inside joke? There wasn't anyone else around. Did the boy have a joke with himself?"Oh of course, don't worry about it. I'm sure you're not the only one who jokes with themselves." He gave a quite snort, half scoffing at the boy. The people at school these days. He wondered how...

"Uh huh." Otto didn't understand why watching the stairs was so important. Who cared if there was a pattern? So long as you didn't miss a step, it didn't matter."And you have to be in the way?" Not listening to whether there was an answer or not, he sat down next to the boy. He thought it might...

Otto had decided that in order to find something fun to do, he made it his goal to explore every floor of the castle. He didn't really care what he found, so long as it interested him somewhat. Since he had found his classes lacking in entertainment, he pulled out a textbook to read along the...

Otto enjoyed wandering around the castle. Inside his bag, he had a little notebook hidden away, full of the exciting things he had done that day. Most of which, he hoped to fill with situations in which he was superior. Hoping to find something to write, he made his way up the stairs into a...