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Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12
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Originally Posted by Tazenhani Amur blinked at him. Once. Twice. Three times. On the fourth, she realized that she was on the brink of letting her milk and her cookie slip out of her hands. Amur tightened her grip and leaned forward, wide eyes and all. She dropped her voice, barely above a whisper.
Not only did she want to advertise that she was having bad dreams to the world, but she didn't want to scare away the possiblity of learning how to control said dreams. "You can do that? How?"
More importantly .... "How come we don't learn useful stuff like that in class?"
Not that dragons weren't useful, but child-problems Professor Knowledge. Child problems.
And then there was that. THAT. Amur pulled back and this time did slosh some milk over her hand and onto her pantleg. She didn't notice though. She was too busy staring. Just, starting. He couldn't be telling the truth, surely. No, surely not. But then...he'd been straight with her from get-go. From the self-help book to the dragons to letting her have her morning snack.
He didn't strike her as the type to pull someone's leg. And if he did, or was, then it was a very bad joke. A very bad one indeed. But things like these were not to be joked about. And Amur took all such accounts very, very seriously.
Her nose twitched, her ears burned and her lips pursed into a thin line. She was forming a mission plan as he went through his woes. It was just as bad as the house elves. Almost worse. And what was horrid? It made sense. She had never seen nor heard of Professor's quarters, and they were always just...around. Wandering around.
Straightening her back, Amur gave him the most serious, adult-like look she could manage. "Will you testify to that?" At first, Maddox didn't notice the look on the First Years face but when he did, the man wasn't sure what to make of it. She said she had bad dreams and he gave her a solution...or was she the type to not want to be given a solution so she could figure one herself...?
Gryffindors were strangely independent from what he'd seen and how he himself was but then he was a special case; lazy enough to accept help when he couldn't be bothered. "Of course you can, in fact I'd think it's a lot easier than conjuring them in real life. Dreams are built on imagination. Even if you got the incantation and wand movement wrong you'd just have to want there to be a dragon and chances are you'd have a massive one at your aid." Wouldn't even need an enlarging charm. Dreams were odd things at times. "I'm not sure I'm following though...why don't we teach what in classes?" Dragon making? Dream changing? Had he missed something?
Before the man could fully question that he found himself in a little fix, much like the one he'd found himself in when he told Dima he was a kidnapper. Children...were too quick to believe and he was the lesson that would teach them not to be.
That being the case, Maddox downed his glass of milk then rest it down next to him with a now very solemn expression on. "I would be absolutely willing to testify, but." Wasn't there always a 'but'? What kind of story would it be without one? A shoddy one. "The Headmistress won't like it. She forces us into these non-disclosure agreements, we're not meant to talk about it because it'll invite too much unwanted attention and that'd be bad for the school you understand. Other things would start coming out; horrible things; dangerous things; the stuff of real nightmares."
He poured himself another glass then reclined once more. "You're as new as I am so I bet you haven't heard of the one Professor that decided to speak out. Poor thing, she was only trying to make a change." Would she bite? He had a WHOLE nother story behind THIS one.
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