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Why did Erik seem so clueless when it came to Centaurs? Did they not have them where he came from lucky? Were they really not featured in any History of Magic textbooks? He should know these things and how they...act. She certainly did after that trip that resulted in one of her University classes. "I don't think that the Centaurs represent a well-rounded respect of Divination that my students deserve." She said a tad on the defensive side. She didn't want it to seem that she disliked them blindly or anything. "They tend to think that the most important things are Astrology and the ways of the forest and tend to disregard all the thousands of years of progress Muggles and Wizards alike have brought to the Noble Art." Her cheeks were a tad pink more from her rising passion for the subject she taught rather than the cold.
But enough of that right now, Erik's interest in her hiring turned her mind from the horses running around the forest. A shop? Did her wagon count? He was a foreigner, maybe he would believe her. "Oh, no it's alright." She looked at him for a moment. "I actually was working on my own doing readings and other diving practices for patrons in a wagon that I bought from a witch in Edinburgh." She said calmly. "I started from the bottom and now I'm here." It had been a rough journey but Calista was proud of her past work and the fact that she had worked her way up.
The snow continued to fall after Elwood finished her back story. After the pause she turned back to look at his blue eyes. "Erik, what do you mean by that, that you think Divination is interesting?" She was legitimately curious.
Aha, so she had definitely tried to ride a centaur, then. Silly woman likely got bucked from the thing, heh. Erik tried to hide his amusement. Yes, sure, centaurs thought Astrology was the only important thing when studying the Noble Art...
Noble Art...he almost scoffed at the phrase, but covered it by coughing lightly into his gloved hand.
"I see," was all he said instead.
"You seem to feel passionately about this topic, Calista." Was her face getting red or was it just cold outside?
His eyebrows went up, he couldn't help it, when she said she had been working out of a wagon when she was hired for Hogwarts. Well. They really did hire just anyone then.
"Vhat is certainly true," he mused, not meaning to sound mean but it came out anyway.
"You could only go up from vhere, I vould think."
He shrugged a little at her question and turned back to looking at the tree.
"I'm not sure I believe in divining vhings." He wasn't sure it was a
real art, the Noble Art.
Scoff.