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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Sixth Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Victor García Massey Ollivanders
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Originally Posted by Lockhartian
Aaaaamazing.
He's done it again (if he ever did)! A few words and now Lottie's tiny smile turned into a wide one almost instantly! How was that even possible? Easy. Because this was something she was looking forward to, the one thing that would make this school year worthwhile, yes? Yes, hopefully! "Good day, Professor," she replied, then proceeded to nod, "Why, of course!" Why wouldn't she step inside? She had works of art to admire while in his office.
Mmmhmm. Works of art. Or just one. Hers.
It was there, and she was positively beaming by the time she took her seat. Someone was happy. "There's something I must tell you." Obviously. "Stanford is definitely an option. I loved it there." She'd be applying. Stanford and Oxford. Those were her options so far. Immediately making his way towards the cabinet with his tea cups and tea - raspberry, of course - he set the pot on his desk to begin boiling the water within and relaxed into his own seat in the meantime.
"Oh?" he asked, interest definitely perked. Did this mean he didn't even have to prompt her to talk about summer? Oh, yep, seemed like he did not. Stellar. "That is FANTASTIC, Miss Wisteria!" he beamed, extending both arms out to the side with glee and...*THUD* punched Pebbles right off her pink pillow and on to the floor. A noise between a gasp and an ouch escaped his lips as he rubbed the knuckles on his right hand briefly before scrambling down on all four to pick up his precious pet rock. "Sorry there, Pebbles. Forgive daddy?" he cooed as he lifted her up off the floor and put her back on her pillow.
And there were things to speak of with regards to Stanford, but one thing at a time. He ought to deliver his, er, gift to her.
"Let me give you these before we get too distracted," he continued, wiggling eagerly in his seat as he opened up a desk drawer and pulled out a brown leather portfolio. "You'll find the first month's worth of extra assignments in there. Any books you may need can be found either here in my office or in the library. My acquaintance who helped set this up is a squib working in a muggle school district and will be awaiting your owl with completed work no later than September 30th."
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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