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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Third Year Ministry Department Head:
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| with Zoryn! astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The second year was only half paying attention to the other answers in class outside of his own, but when his answered earned him THAT smile he just KNEW he was on to something. So naturally he glanced over at Zoryn ALL grinning and eager like because NAILED IT!
"THAT means we have s-s-stuff to make a magical fire under here!" he squealed softly to the Gryffindor. "Caus-se, you know, they riiiiiiis-se from the embers-s dying fires-s-s and slither off into dark corners-s-s ... WHICH THERE ARE LOAD-S-S OF IN THE DUNGEONS-S-S ... and lay their eggs-s-s THERE...so we can als-s-so practice collecting!" THIS WAS GOING TO BE BRILLIANT! Practicing collecting something SO delicate AND learn how to use it properly?! COULD THEY START NOW?!
When the signal was made to remove the sheet, Derf was ALMOST in competition with Zoryn to remove it from their station, but her hands were quicker. Probably because the Hufflepuff was still stuck a tiny bit in his dizzy daydream about ashwinders slithering around the dungeon corridors.
...........a dummy?
It was obvious that he was crestfallen. Without a doubt.
At least the dummy on their station was incredibly easy to identify? Boils. No doubt about that.
"Well...we obvious-s-sly need a cure for boils-s-s," he stated to Zoryn as he grabbed his textbook and began flipping idly through the pages.
__________________ 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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