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MunchyBubbles · 06-12-2018, 03:03 AM

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Originally Posted by Callie

Quinn slipped her wand into her left hand and waved some feeling back into her right hand; her wand hand. She really ought to take a break honestly, but she was determined to get through this shelf in the charms section tonight. Then she'll have a nice clean point in which she could spend some time copying the books in the transfiguration section before returning, easily, to where she left off with charms.

And Quinn still didn't feel she'd made much of a dent in copying the whole of the Hogwarts library into her infinity book. The library was simply huge.

After a minute or two, she finally slipped her wand back into her wand hand and repositioned the non-descript leatherbound book she was carrying in her left. "Effingo Librum." She tapped her wand to one of the books on the shelf. A thin wisp of silver-y material, not unlike that which appears when a memory is being drawn from a person, stretched out from the book, following the tip of her wand until she tapped the wand on the binding of the book in her hand. For a minute the books appeared linked by the silvery wisp as it flowed from the book on the shelf into the one she was holding. When it was finally finished, she repeated the whole thing with the next book.

Kalen had a stack of books trailing behind him as he walked along the shelves and with a wave of his fingers a few books would fly off of the stack and nestle back into their places on the shelves.

It was a common occurrence for him and he was deep in thought about other things when he rounded a corner and stopped so fast, his stack of books ran into him.

Thankfully they righted themselves as Kalen raised an eyebrow at the first year who was doing.. something to his books.

“And what, pray tell are you doing to my books?” The librarian asked as he moved closer to her his left eyebrow still in its raised position. His green eyes were looking down at her rather sharply as he waited for her response.

06-12-2018, 03:03 AM	#29 (permalink)
MunchyBubbles DMC & DMLE Thestral Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: ♥ Posts: 81,466 Hogwarts RPG Name: Solana Selwyn Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Selene Diana Evans Ravenclaw Seventh Year	Snow Miser \| Munchy \| Molly Hooper \| T \| Hey, you \| Phantom \| Mrs. Chris Evans \| Brat Pack \| Tristalen Quote: Originally Posted by Callie Quinn slipped her wand into her left hand and waved some feeling back into her right hand; her wand hand. She really ought to take a break honestly, but she was determined to get through this shelf in the charms section tonight. Then she'll have a nice clean point in which she could spend some time copying the books in the transfiguration section before returning, easily, to where she left off with charms. And Quinn still didn't feel she'd made much of a dent in copying the whole of the Hogwarts library into her infinity book. The library was simply huge. After a minute or two, she finally slipped her wand back into her wand hand and repositioned the non-descript leatherbound book she was carrying in her left. "Effingo Librum." She tapped her wand to one of the books on the shelf. A thin wisp of silver-y material, not unlike that which appears when a memory is being drawn from a person, stretched out from the book, following the tip of her wand until she tapped the wand on the binding of the book in her hand. For a minute the books appeared linked by the silvery wisp as it flowed from the book on the shelf into the one she was holding. When it was finally finished, she repeated the whole thing with the next book. Kalen had a stack of books trailing behind him as he walked along the shelves and with a wave of his fingers a few books would fly off of the stack and nestle back into their places on the shelves. It was a common occurrence for him and he was deep in thought about other things when he rounded a corner and stopped so fast, his stack of books ran into him. Thankfully they righted themselves as Kalen raised an eyebrow at the first year who was doing.. something to his books. “And what, pray tell are you doing to my books?” The librarian asked as he moved closer to her his left eyebrow still in its raised position. His green eyes were looking down at her rather sharply as he waited for her response.