His hands kind of position themselves to show the approximate height of the average garden gnome, the crossy-eyed nature of his gaze wandering back to McCoy's and a little hesitation and doubt creeping in that this is making the impact that Xenophilius would hope it to make. His hands fold together, smile fixed but uncertain.
"Which, I am sure, sounds impossibly ludicrous to Muggles such as yourself-- that's non-magic people. But I assure you, there is much in the world just ready to be believed."
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His hands kind of position themselves to show the approximate height of the average garden gnome, the crossy-eyed nature of his gaze wandering back to McCoy's and a little hesitation and doubt creeping in that this is making the impact that Xenophilius would hope it to make. His hands fold together, smile fixed but uncertain.
"Which, I am sure, sounds impossibly ludicrous to Muggles such as yourself-- that's non-magic people. But I assure you, there is much in the world just ready to be believed."