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Callie 
Haddie nodded. It was a relief to hear that she there were other places that taught flying. "Could I get a list of those people?" It would be nice to have private lessons, and if the Hogwarts Professor knew them and recommended them, it would be easier for her to talk her parents into letting her take them.
Haddie hesitated for a moment, unsure if she should ask her next question or not. But she was done, so it was worth a shot. "Do you have a list of the charms they put on the brooms, or do know a book that might list them?"
My, this young lady was persistent. She clearly wanted to learn to fly. "
I do not have a list of them, no. But I would imagine that the Ministry has a list of certified individuals if you owl the Games and Sports division." It had been several years now since she had made much use of her Quidditch contacts, which was something that made her conflicted inside. Tiara adjusted in her seat, hoping it didn't come off as squirming.
As for the second list the girl asked for, she could be a little more helpful there. Reaching behind her, she picked up a well-worn book. "
This is Quidditch Through the Ages, which is a top notch read. It has a decent introduction into the evolution of the racing broom and also touches on why we use brooms, if memory serves. You are free to borrow it if you would like." Or the library likely had several if that made her more comfortable.
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hermionesclone It didn't, indeed. Luckily, the woman had only been a set of stairs away, or more if the moving staircases wanted to have a bit of fun of their own. Merlin only knows how many times he'd been stuck on one and had to wait or find another way around. Annoying, it was. Downright annoying. But the man had managed to bound as quickly as he could up the stairs before they could move and now......
........ now he was here. Standing right outside her door and waiting for her to tell him to come inside, all the while feeling oddly like a child who was about to get told off.
At her words, Roderik entered the office and took a moment to look around. There was something so clean.......... so organised about this room. Maybe he should be taking notes instead of staring at the Arithmancy Professor's office.
And speaking of the woman..... "Tiara! You called?" He held up the note that had flown into his room, just in case she forgot.
It was Plumpy after all! "
Roderik! I thought you would be swamped for at least an hour with the lineup you had of visitors back there." The man was popular, an instant celebrity. "
Yes, I did call, and I hope it was not too presumptuous of me. Please, do come in, sit down!" she said graciously, indicating the seat in front of her. "
Tea? Biscuit?" she asked.