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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 Airey was a bit too panicked at the moment to notice the additions to her neck, though that would come soon enough, and more concerned with getting her off this pudding bar and somewhere more comfortable. Not to mention what all that dairy and cream was doing to her law enforcement robes. He knew just the spells to clean all that right up, of course.
"Yes, Miss Gree----Mrs. Grimm. It's me." Once a professor, always a professor. Once a Head of House, always a Head of House. If was one of the perks of the positions, so to speak. "And I would very much like to get you down from the pudding bath you have found yourself in...so i require your arm around my shoulders so that I may hoist you down." He had recovered the majority of his strength now, thanks to Jane's miracle elixir, but he still was no muscle man with these overcooked noodle arms of his.
And yes, his suit would be taking a hit, but he could dry clean a suit or purchase a new one if absolutely necessary. There was no replacing Penelope Greenwell Grimm.
"Just....yup...right along the shoulder blades," he grunted while gingerly moving her into position while his other hand flailed about to conjure a simple futon on the floor in front of him. "We will just get you down here and...you look as though you could use a large goblet of apple juice."
__________________ 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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