SPOILER!!: Mr. Maroon
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Bazinga
Had the man not noticed all the students aging and the weird going on with them? "Oh thanks I guess. I thought it was cool at first, but the balding and the wrinkles and now it seems everyone is going through this." He stopped, because what adult would believe him anyway if he said something was seriously wrong. He didn't even bother going home for Christmas figuring his mum would say he was pulling a prank, but whatever this wasn't about the beard or the ugly no hair, this was about the man eating the cookie.
He was searching for a snack this was Bart's lucky day! [b] "Well then you will enjoy these great cookies."[/b Yep after he had the daydream one he would so be welcome to more. Shaking his head he wouldn't go to queen crazy's office with her weird muggle magic bus. "No my mum made these and she is the best baker around. Her secret is extra chocolate chips, but don't tell her I told you." He always liked the extra chocolate chip.
Seeing the man bite into the cookie Bart grinned, if it worked he should be seeing the daydream right away. So would he go into a blank stare? Start talking to the people in the daydream? Freak out about not being in the corridor anymore? He couldn't wait to see what would happen.
Braith squinted at the young Gryffindor as he eyed him curiously. Not a purposeful disguise or prank then? Almost sounded like an aging potion, a rapid one at that, but maybe one that Bart was made unaware fro the sound of it.
"Uh huh," McCormack murmured as he assessed the boys appearance.
"Everyone's appearance is aging like that?" he asked as he thought a moment. He hadn't really noticed any physical signs like that, though he had been awfully busy lately and hadn't interacted with any students for the most part other than in class. Maybe the kid was putting him on. That would be a prank indeed.
"Didya try going to the Healer? Just in case you were slipped an aging potion," he chuckled. Who knew what kids got up to these days.
Not from Josephina, but homemade from the kid's mother, certain to be just as good.
"Well, tell your mum I said thanks. I'm sure they're delicious," he smiled at the boy as he chewed up a bite of the cookie. Yes, Bart's mother certainly seemed to be a good baker but what on Earth was going on?
Braith squinted a bit as the corridor slowly changed from mortar and stone to grass, trees, and sky. He stood there stunned for a moment, trying to process things, and then took a few steps as he looked around. Was that a creek up ahead? The History professor took a glance down at the cookie in his hand and took another bite, quickly figuring out what was going on.
"Infused my cookie with a Daydream Charm, did you?" he chuckled aloud, though Bart was nowhere in sight. Sure, prank the new guy, but he had to admit it was a rather clever trick. He'd see how this daydream would play out.
The scene rather reminded him of a camp he would visit during summers when he was a kid. Growing up in the city of Brooklyn, Braith didn't get a whole lot of opportunity for creeks and he didn't see much green grass outside Central Park. He really enjoyed those summer camps as a boy. He headed straight for the creek when he heard the sound of a dog barking and he turned his head just in time to see a dog bounding towards him.
"Hey there, pup," he said, grinning as he reached out a hand to pat the daydream-dog's head.