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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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| open ^__^ astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The vast void that was the communal workstation often overwhelmed the Ravenclaw who prefered to create in more confined spaces. In an ironic twist of fate that had been foreshadowed in a warmer breeze and couple of tumbling dust mites in the corridor, the expansive tabletop was actually perfect for her activities today as the empty canvas awaiting the touch of her brushes. But first it was time to take the kettle off the little stove in the corner of the room.
Returning to the table where Mitsuki had arranged in a neat row five porcelain cups that she had emptied the contents of five of her flower petal filled phials into. First came the cup containing all of the balloon flower petals and over them came the boiling water, just enough that each petal was submerged. Next to receive its hot bath was the cup of red poppies followed by the petals of vibrant orange from hawkweed. Next came the cup of cornflower and finally red campions. Humming softly to herself, the sixth year took the pestle from her potions kit and used it to smash and grind the petals in their hot bath, cleaning in between each to prevent contamination, and then set it all aside for a bit to steep for a couple minutes before proceeding. While she waited, her attention shifted to the Organic Artistry book she had procured over the summer and began to read.
__________________ 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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