Katrina slowed her pace, looked at Albert's retreating back, and asked, "Last time, those glasses... were they to prevent the Basilisk?"
"That was a gift from an old friend." Albert brushed the question aside. Intuition told him that changing the subject was much better than answering directly.
"Well, rimless glasses don't suit you," Katrina suddenly said with a baffling remark, and walked toward the Ravenclaw table.
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