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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth 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 Mitsuki continued to not be the worst but also not the best at Potions. Each lesson was a bit of a curiosity as to which way it would go and just how refractions of light or what ingredients of the day captured her attention - and usually almost always more so than the voice and instruction of the professor. Today, however, the dummy is what captured her attention the most and guided her steps well beyond her usual place near Milo. Perhaps more curious was the way her classmates responded to the dummy, calling it poor as if it could feel any of the pseudo injuries applied to it. It was fulfilling its purpose, was it not? Perhaps because she had seen one during the occasional Healers of Tomorrow meetings she remembered to attend (again, sometimes a feather or bit of lint was just too interesting not to follow around the castle for an hour), and thus was rather unfazed by its presence nor its current condition.
Curious indeed.
Attention modestly perked, she doubled back and took a seat not directly beside Milo or in the station one over from Milo, but rather in front of adjacent...so to speak. She did not wish to be all the way in the front, too far from exists as their little flighty trio had discussed, but she did want to be a humble step closer to the dummy and the facial expressions of Professor Hernandez. That had a certain...intriguing quality about them today. Like someone who had unfortunately found themselves sitting in a pile of dragon dung without nose plugs.
__________________ 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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