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Mending the Mind.

Encyclopaedia of Wizarding Diseases.

Healing Herbs.

Those were just a few of some of the numerous books in Thius' ever-growing stack of books to purchase. Although he appreciated the copies of various books Louis had lent him, he had been thinking that it was about time to acquire some of his own, especially some rarer ones now that it was the summer holiday. As having his own quarters meant he had more storage space for his many, many books, he certainly wasn't going to skimp out on bringing as many as he possibly could to start term.

Feeling some some books drop on and around him, Thius exhaled deeply and exasperatedly as he heard an altercation going on from the floor above him. That's just great.

"Bloody imbeciles..."

Muttering to himself, Thius shook his head as his mind began to wander elsewhere. Not in a way he particularly liked either. It was just too easy for a part of him to doubt his state of mind over a common occurrence in this store.

You're going mad, and the books that dropped on your head is why.

Why don't you admit it? You're insane and pretending not to be.

You're going to be just like your grandfather. Everyone else sees it but you.

Swiftly opening one of the books that fell on him, Bogies and Pus: Minor Magical Ailments, Thius landed on a random page and began counting to himself in a whisper.

"5... 10... 15..."

Don't draw any attention.....

"20... 25... 30..."