A needle into a matchstick or a matchstick into a needle?
Donald was staring at his notes trying to remember which one was correct or if both were correct. His own handwriting was difficult to read and he was sorely missing technology. Class notes in PDF form and being able to write homework on a laptop were things of the past. There certainly had to exist a magical equivalent of muggle technology, but Donnie was a bit unsure. The books were heavy and he hated bringing them with him all the time. Today he had a pile of papers with his notes and a lot of regret.
It hit like a wave. There was no gradual realization nor were there any warnings. A smell that was unfamiliar, potent, and powerful hit the senses. There was no obvious source in view, and Donald hoped he was not the only one who noticed it. The muggle kid also wondered if this was a common smell in the wizarding world he had yet to witness. At risk of looking foolish, he made it known to the room.
"What is that smell?" He asked loudly so all could hear, but not at any alarming volume.
@Bloom Silverton @George Henry