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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: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Sixth 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 Chest puffed out that he had gotten away with his little experimentation Scot-Free, his fragile ego inflated a little more seeing as he had even been subconsciously ahead of the curve with his natural fascination with wax. This was why he liked Divination, it always felt easy to do well and just sort of roll with whatever he felt like in doing so.
And he could confirm that the wax was not too hot to the touch, seeing as he had a tried pool of it in his hand right now that he was looking forward to peeling off later.
Not sure how to answer her question without sounding snotty, candles were the primary light source here at Hogwarts soooooooooooo technically they were utilized in practically every lesson, he simply curled his fingers in to make a fist around the wax and went to gather the necessary materials and selected a candle at random before returning to his seat and slumping back into his seat. While he waited for class to continue, he traced over the dried bit of wax in his palm with the index finger of his other hand and tapped his feet on the floor. Tap...tap tap...taptaptaptaptap...tap...taptaptap...tap tap...
__________________ 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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