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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 The seventh year's insufferable grin only widened at the professor's playful observation as he settled into his seat with the usual brand of unbothered confidence. Why, yes, thank you Professor BOOM-Voss for noticing his nerves of steal and bold manuevars. Some claimed the Sorting Hat had gotten it all wrong and he should have been placed in Gryffindor ― which WOULD have been ideal had he know how this whole Head of House Tango was going to end up.
Those who thought so were certainly entitled to their incorrect opinion. It wasn't entirely their fault that they had fallen for it.
"Oh, I don't know, Professor. I find confidence and sense to go hand-in-hand with people who know how to play with fire."
Not like to. Know. There was a distinction.
He swept a hand through his bubblegum-pink for emphasis, tossing it lightly and letting the magical hair care flick a bit of sparkle into the air then offered her a wink before finally turning his attention to parchmennt he had situated on his desk and, mostly, prepared for the lesson to begin.
When it did, he took a moment to consider his response. Being that this was Transfiguration, there were the obvious channels with which to go down and each were valid. Truly, simply changing the appearance of something was the very nature of the subject and the question the professor had on the board had him wondering just what in this space she had already transformed and all of them none the wiser.
The chair? The desks? The board? The door?
"I'd change its purpose," he offered eventually, raising his hand just enough to make it clear he was volunteering rather than simply thinking aloud. "Or, well, what people expect it to be for. The perception."
He gestured vaguely toward the classroom, thoughts dancing around more wildly than his latest routine as he tried to sort out the actual answer he wanted.
"A quill on a desk is something you notice when you need to write or it is suspiciously by itself. But a quill in a jar of other quills? It becomes part of the scenery. Nobody's going to question why it's there, or give it a second thought. Soooooo perhaps you don't need to change the object at all. You change the context that makes it worth noticing." Blend in or otherwise create a scenario that makes it seem as though you ― er, the object ― is nothing more than a fly on the wall.
__________________ 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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