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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: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh 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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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Derf was not impressed. An understatement, truly, but the sixth year was trying his best not to show it too much. I have already spoken with your head of house who is now equally aware of the way you conduct yourself in a leadership role. That had caused his blood to boil considerably and the Hufflepuff had once again found himself mentally spatting out the same choice words he had had for the professor in class at the piece of parchment upon reading. Still, he had pocketed it and worked things out with others to cover his patrol for the evening and arrived early - mostly out of badger spite, to be honest.
"Good evening, Professor Fletcher," he greeted abruptly as he arrived and came to a stop in front of the man.
His blue eyes followed Reese Callum when the younger Puff arrived....and his insides instantly knotted and how the second year was starting things off. Clearing his throat, he nodded his head pointedly toward the Divination professor while his eyes widened in a somewhat pleading manner to at least get the empty formality out of the way. Derf was not particularly a fan of the man either, but he could acknowledge that at the very least the man knew the subject he was teaching so there are a silver lining in an education to be had...and the way his younger housemate was going, well, he was going to rob himself of any sort of formal education.
Expulsion...stuck on your record, you know?
__________________ 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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