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Sunflower · 01-07-2021, 01:58 PM

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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

Minjae stood in the middle of the wooden bridge, his stomach leaning against the railing while holding his alder wand in his right hand and pointed it below him at the ravine.

He remembered that he had stood in the same place two years ago when he had tried to non-verbally lift a rock up from below but no matter how many times he had tried, he could not do it.

Now that he was older and more experienced with non-verbal spells , the Hufflepuff took pleasure in simply bouncing a rock up in to the air and then send it back down hard enough he could hear it crumble down below.

Was he letting out his frustration? perhaps. At least he was doing it on a rock and not a human. LIKE SOME DID.

Unless rocks had feelings in the magical world?....They hadn't right?!

The wooden bridge had always scared Irithel a little bit. It looked unsafe, as if it were blown up multiple times (probably in some wizarding war that they had to memorise in History of Magic) and put back together carelessly after each explosion. But she could not avoid it if she wanted to get to the grounds from the castle, so she ran AT FULL SPEED whenever she had to cross the bridge. Not the most logical solution, but it helped to overcome her fear!

That was exactly what she was doing one fine day, sprinting across the bridge on her way to the grounds, when the sight of someone leaning over the railing made her stop in her tracks. "Holy Hippogriffs! WHAT are you doing?" she yelped as she pulled him back to the middle of the narrow bridge and turned him around to check if he was alive. He was. Good! "You were THIS close to falling into the ravine, did you know? I just saved your life."

01-07-2021, 01:58 PM	#3 (permalink)
Sunflower Puffskein Join Date: Dec 2019 Posts: 1,641 Hogwarts RPG Name: Max Krauss-Marshall Slytherin First Year	books and cleverness \| i like you a latte Quote: Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Minjae stood in the middle of the wooden bridge, his stomach leaning against the railing while holding his alder wand in his right hand and pointed it below him at the ravine. He remembered that he had stood in the same place two years ago when he had tried to non-verbally lift a rock up from below but no matter how many times he had tried, he could not do it. Now that he was older and more experienced with non-verbal spells , the Hufflepuff took pleasure in simply bouncing a rock up in to the air and then send it back down hard enough he could hear it crumble down below. Was he letting out his frustration? perhaps. At least he was doing it on a rock and not a human. LIKE SOME DID. Unless rocks had feelings in the magical world?....They hadn't right?! The wooden bridge had always scared Irithel a little bit. It looked unsafe, as if it were blown up multiple times (probably in some wizarding war that they had to memorise in History of Magic) and put back together carelessly after each explosion. But she could not avoid it if she wanted to get to the grounds from the castle, so she ran AT FULL SPEED whenever she had to cross the bridge. Not the most logical solution, but it helped to overcome her fear! That was exactly what she was doing one fine day, sprinting across the bridge on her way to the grounds, when the sight of someone leaning over the railing made her stop in her tracks. "Holy Hippogriffs! WHAT are you doing?" she yelped as she pulled him back to the middle of the narrow bridge and turned him around to check if he was alive. He was. Good! "You were THIS close to falling into the ravine, did you know? I just saved your life." __________________