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Lockhartian · 03-25-2011, 12:23 AM

Text Cut: Saylen

Yes, yes, leather, very good.

But then she conjured up the table and he started to wonder why had they been sitting on the logs. Never mind. He walked over there and took three buckets as she said. One green, one white and one red. Italy! Well, Hadley would be proud. Certainly.

But Saylen should have placed a blue one so he could make France's flag, you know, Mr. Stryker's birthplace?

Anyway, aha, Treyen was getting suspicious about the egg thing, especially since she failed to answer that question. The boy took the marker, oh, yes, everything about this lesson was Muggle-like, and drew a HAPPY FACE on it. HAPPY, okay? Because that was a happy face.

He was not an egg, and this wasn't one of his own, he didn't buy it, so, no name or signature. Just the face.

Goats? "Well, there's a goat." He was pointing at the one near Saylen. If it wasn't one, then it certainly looked like one. "Also, I think they can give you leathered stuff too, if you asked them nicely." Or killed them. Whatever.

03-25-2011, 12:23 AM	#65 (permalink)
Lockhartian Kappa Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: The Eyrie Posts: 14,982 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ashton P. Walker First Year x11 x11	Eagle Eye [⅓ Badger Trio] Felon & Kafka ♥ Gilderoy Lockhart <3 [TEAM 947!] Text Cut: Saylen Quote: Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd "Leather, yes, very good. Probably every one of you might have worn something made out of the skin of a cow. Be it shoes or a jacket or gloves. Et cetera." With that Maya fed Nelson another slice of apple. HEh. ____________ "Well done, everyone. Wait just a minute while I send Nelson here to his spot." Maya rose from her seat and led the calf towards where the hay was and left him there to munch on the yumness. Then she returned to the class while taking out her wand. Flicking it at whatever, a long wooden table appeared, with enough space for everyone in the class to have room, and some to spare. With a second flick, lots of empty colored buckets appeared. "Everyone, please stand by the table, select three buckets and put them infront of you on the table." She waited for everyone to do so, "Bring your eggs." A third flick of her wand and small pile of magical permanent pens appeared along the table. "Mark your egg with your name, or any other signature that can be identified as your own." Dooooo it. "As you do this, what can you tell me about goats?" Hmmm? Hehe. Yes, yes, leather, very good. But then she conjured up the table and he started to wonder why had they been sitting on the logs. Never mind. He walked over there and took three buckets as she said. One green, one white and one red. Italy! Well, Hadley would be proud. Certainly. But Saylen should have placed a blue one so he could make France's flag, you know, Mr. Stryker's birthplace? Anyway, aha, Treyen was getting suspicious about the egg thing, especially since she failed to answer that question. The boy took the marker, oh, yes, everything about this lesson was Muggle-like, and drew a HAPPY FACE on it. HAPPY, okay? Because that was a happy face. He was not an egg, and this wasn't one of his own, he didn't buy it, so, no name or signature. Just the face. Goats? "Well, there's a goat." He was pointing at the one near Saylen. If it wasn't one, then it certainly looked like one. "Also, I think they can give you leathered stuff too, if you asked them nicely." Or killed them. Whatever.