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Cassirin · 06-14-2019, 01:25 AM

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Originally Posted by nicole black

Maxie had not been keen to head out out the warmth of his Hufflepuff Common Room- or even the relative comfort of the castle itself, but he'd been biting on a question for some time now, a question only Professor Cornish could answer.

So, it was with a great bundling up that Maxie had undertaken the course. Passing through humming hallways, comfortable corridors, cozy classrooms and the Hall of Greatness (which always smells a bit like hot cocoa this time of year) did nothing to quell the 13-year-old's reproach, and he might very well have been relishing it as he walked out the Entrance Hall-

Except-

Except, it was quite mild for a January day. It was almost nice by English standards. With a frown, Maxie pulled off his Burberry and walked the rest of the way to the Professor's hurt with a bewildered expression on his pale face. The ground even had the audacity to feel fertile beneath his feet, not hard or crunchy as he had expected- His shoes, he realized, were going to be muddy even. Stuffing his scarf into his cloak pocket, Maxie walked up the steps of the hut and briskly knocked.

So these students didn't mind dropping by in the middle of FREEZING winter. Or potential freezing winter, although the thought was the same. And it was way too cold for flipflops, and Cornish resented the shoes he had to wear.

He swung the door open and glowered at the boy. "What are the nature of your creature related problems?"

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Well, at least this detention may be something worth his time then. The wasted parchment writing lines required was absurd. Almost as absurd as the stench that this hut was assaulting his senses with.

Yours? Meaning...was that tadfoal in Eiji's care officially? The Slytherin was hesitant to ask, to show interest, and merely nodded his head. "What could cause a tadfoal to wash up on shore like that?" he found himself asking instead. "....is it a result of the disturbances in the Black Lake? Ripple effect from the inferi?" Since that had been the topic he had brought up in class and it seemed uncharacteristic of a hippocampus to loose sight of her tadfoal like that.

His eyes soon drifted to the tank in question, covered in dirt and grime and looking as though it had not been in use for a century. Was the professor a hoarder? It seemed plausible.

"Sure." Not like protesting the instruction would get him anywhere anyway.

Great. Super. The kid was willing to play the game. Cornish kicked his feet up on the surfboard desk and watched Rasting hesitantly approach the dirty tank in the corner. It would take some clever magic and elbow grease to clean it up, and he was looking forward to watching that.

"It's hard to say what caused it. Another creature may have disturbed the nesting site, or the inferi... so maybe natural, maybe not. But if we can protect them, I'm game for going against nature a little." He wondered about the hippocampus that had laid that egg. Hippocampi were native to the Black Lake, but the population was waning. Perhaps these two tadfoals could start a whole new colony.

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Cassirin Site Manager MO Manticore Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Nom nom nom Posts: 43,197 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mercer Branxton Ravenclaw Seventh Year Ministry RPG Name: Genevieve James Minister's Office x7 x8	Made of Awesome \| Ern-la the Best-wa \| TZ's Apogee Quote: Originally Posted by nicole black Maxie had not been keen to head out out the warmth of his Hufflepuff Common Room- or even the relative comfort of the castle itself, but he'd been biting on a question for some time now, a question only Professor Cornish could answer. So, it was with a great bundling up that Maxie had undertaken the course. Passing through humming hallways, comfortable corridors, cozy classrooms and the Hall of Greatness (which always smells a bit like hot cocoa this time of year) did nothing to quell the 13-year-old's reproach, and he might very well have been relishing it as he walked out the Entrance Hall- Except- Except, it was quite mild for a January day. It was almost nice by English standards. With a frown, Maxie pulled off his Burberry and walked the rest of the way to the Professor's hurt with a bewildered expression on his pale face. The ground even had the audacity to feel fertile beneath his feet, not hard or crunchy as he had expected- His shoes, he realized, were going to be muddy even. Stuffing his scarf into his cloak pocket, Maxie walked up the steps of the hut and briskly knocked. So these students didn't mind dropping by in the middle of FREEZING winter. Or potential freezing winter, although the thought was the same. And it was way too cold for flipflops, and Cornish resented the shoes he had to wear. He swung the door open and glowered at the boy. "What are the nature of your creature related problems?" Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Well, at least this detention may be something worth his time then. The wasted parchment writing lines required was absurd. Almost as absurd as the stench that this hut was assaulting his senses with. Yours? Meaning...was that tadfoal in Eiji's care officially? The Slytherin was hesitant to ask, to show interest, and merely nodded his head. "What could cause a tadfoal to wash up on shore like that?" he found himself asking instead. "....is it a result of the disturbances in the Black Lake? Ripple effect from the inferi?" Since that had been the topic he had brought up in class and it seemed uncharacteristic of a hippocampus to loose sight of her tadfoal like that. His eyes soon drifted to the tank in question, covered in dirt and grime and looking as though it had not been in use for a century. Was the professor a hoarder? It seemed plausible. "Sure." Not like protesting the instruction would get him anywhere anyway. Great. Super. The kid was willing to play the game. Cornish kicked his feet up on the surfboard desk and watched Rasting hesitantly approach the dirty tank in the corner. It would take some clever magic and elbow grease to clean it up, and he was looking forward to watching that. "It's hard to say what caused it. Another creature may have disturbed the nesting site, or the inferi... so maybe natural, maybe not. But if we can protect them, I'm game for going against nature a little." He wondered about the hippocampus that had laid that egg. Hippocampi were native to the Black Lake, but the population was waning. Perhaps these two tadfoals could start a whole new colony. __________________ ★ Dawn ★ Awakening ★ Spiritual ★ Hopeful ★ Honest