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After being allowed to walk through the two polished doors, you're most likely to be welcomed by professor Botros' Crup, Feo. The office is relatively larger than expected, with bookshelves lining the walls, along with artifacts, figures of runes of all alphabets (duh), and several copies of The Pocket-hanky Ultimate Board. To the right and right after you see a basket with a bunch of walking canes inside, there is a small coffee table with a bunch of rolls and parchment on top, a vase of red roses is always perched up too and professor Botros sometimes is seen watering or wiping their leaves gently with his hands. Next to that coffee table is a higher stool with nothing hovering over it anymore.
There are two elegant chairs facing each other and placed right in front of the main desk in the room where you're supposed to sit once Ab ushers you to do so. His desk is as tidy as it is crowded with parchments, books, his spare glasses, and colorful pieces of clothes that you soon will discover it's an unfolded pocket-hanky. To the far end of the desk, safely away from the guests, sit several family muggle pictures of a young man with glasses, and a young woman leaning against that young man. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that this is professor Botros fifty years ago, and then him with his beautiful wife.
On the back of the big door, there is a new parchment with a cute doodle on it. It's the first student souvenir Ab brought from one of his 'kids', to the side of that paper hanging a small piece of wood, and then a pendant shaped as a box with some dust inside. Recently, there's a letter in runic alphabet stuck on the door as well.
OOC: please do not post in here until after posting in the seating area thread and being invited in by the professor himself. Posting in here without an invitation will result in deleting your post, and you getting a frowny face from me.
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Cris quickly entered Professor Botros' office the moment the door opened and he heard the Professor's voice urging them to enter. This being the first time he was in the elderly Professor's office, Cris did a quick look around.
Not bad...not bad at all, Cris thought to himself before turning his attention to the Professor. Yes, he figured that it wouldn't look good to be caught checking out someone's office. Cris waited for Adi to join him in the room before he addressed their Ancient Runes Professor.
"Good afternoon Professor, we're sorry to bother you, but Adi and I have something to give you. We both read the notice you put up on the Bulletin Board and decided to help out with some of the things you needed doing," Cris told the Professor as he explained the reason why Adi and he were here visiting him.
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Adi heard Professor Botros's voice urging them to go into the Office. He followed Cris in, glancing around the Office when he did so. It was a nice one, neat and all. He expected no less. Was Feo around? Adi hadn't the pleasure of meeting the crup yet.
"Hi, Professor,'' the third year greeted. He stood next to Cris and as a result was very much reminded of his shortness. Cris was a giant and Adi was the dwarf. Hehe.. Anyway, as Cris explained the reason for their visit, Adi reached into his pocket and fished out three Remembralls. "Yes, Professor. Cris and I worked together and we were able to find some of the Remembralls.'' He held out the three he found. "I think these belong to you.''
Cris quickly entered Professor Botros' office the moment the door opened and he heard the Professor's voice urging them to enter. This being the first time he was in the elderly Professor's office, Cris did a quick look around.
Not bad...not bad at all, Cris thought to himself before turning his attention to the Professor. Yes, he figured that it wouldn't look good to be caught checking out someone's office. Cris waited for Adi to join him in the room before he addressed their Ancient Runes Professor.
"Good afternoon Professor, we're sorry to bother you, but Adi and I have something to give you. We both read the notice you put up on the Bulletin Board and decided to help out with some of the things you needed doing," Cris told the Professor as he explained the reason why Adi and he were here visiting him.
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Adi heard Professor Botros's voice urging them to go into the Office. He followed Cris in, glancing around the Office when he did so. It was a nice one, neat and all. He expected no less. Was Feo around? Adi hadn't the pleasure of meeting the crup yet.
"Hi, Professor,'' the third year greeted. He stood next to Cris and as a result was very much reminded of his shortness. Cris was a giant and Adi was the dwarf. Hehe.. Anyway, as Cris explained the reason for their visit, Adi reached into his pocket and fished out three Remembralls. "Yes, Professor. Cris and I worked together and we were able to find some of the Remembralls.'' He held out the three he found. "I think these belong to you.''
Botros had straightened up, and gave the Hufflepuff boys a gentle smile once he realized what their business was. They were one of those who decided to help him with his errands, eh? He expected there to be a lot of Hufflepuffs, to be honest, they were great finders after all. "Oh, those are mine, thank you thank you." He got up to take the Rememberalls from the younger one. "I hope this didn't take too much time off your studying schedule?" The professor moved to put the three balls safely in a drawer at his big desk.
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Botros had straightened up, and gave the Hufflepuff boys a gentle smile once he realized what their business was. They were one of those who decided to help him with his errands, eh? He expected there to be a lot of Hufflepuffs, to be honest, they were great finders after all. "Oh, those are mine, thank you thank you." He got up to take the Rememberalls from the younger one. "I hope this didn't take too much time off your studying schedule?" The professor moved to put the three balls safely in a drawer at his big desk.
When he saw Professor Botros pick up the Remembralls Adi had given him and place them in his drawer, Cris belatedly remembered the four that he still had in his pocket jacket. He quickly retrieved them from his jacket and handed them to Professor Botros.
"Here are the ones I found, Professor. It really didn't take up too much of our time. Adi and I worked together to find them. We just searched the areas where you would most likely spend some time at," Cris quickly explained not wanting the Professor to think that they had been slacking off and not spending time studying.
"Umm...Professor, Adi and I also collected some tea leaves for you," Cris informed their Ancient Runes Professor as he pulled out the plastic bags containing the dried tea leaves from his jacket pocket.
Reading the labels on each tea bag, he handed them over to the Professor. "This one here is Camellia Sinensis. That's regular tea leaves. This one here is Holy Basil and its known to counter stress. This is Spearmint and its useful for calming and helping with digestive issues," Cris paused momentarily belatedly wondering whether he should have mentioned digestive issues to someone as old as the Professor.
He quickly, handed over the next plastic bag."Um...Professor this one is Lemon Balm and that one is Passion Flowers. They both can help calm and relax you...not that you really need either of them," Cris quickly corrected himself.
Then he stepped back to allow Adi to hand Professor Botros the tea leaves he had collected.
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Adi shook his head. "No, Professor. I didn't mind looking for them, anyway.'' Anything to get out of studying. Hehe. "You're welcome.'' Adi was seriously happy about helping out the man who'd been kind to him since his first year.
Oh yes! Tea leaves! The Hufflepuff produced the labelled bags from his pocket as Cris stepped back. "Mint, Lemon Balm, Nettle, Catnip and Anise Hyssop.'' He set each bag on Botros's table as he called out their names. Combined with Cris's, there was a variety of tea for the Professor for quite a while.
When he saw Professor Botros pick up the Remembralls Adi had given him and place them in his drawer, Cris belatedly remembered the four that he still had in his pocket jacket. He quickly retrieved them from his jacket and handed them to Professor Botros.
"Here are the ones I found, Professor. It really didn't take up too much of our time. Adi and I worked together to find them. We just searched the areas where you would most likely spend some time at," Cris quickly explained not wanting the Professor to think that they had been slacking off and not spending time studying.
"Umm...Professor, Adi and I also collected some tea leaves for you," Cris informed their Ancient Runes Professor as he pulled out the plastic bags containing the dried tea leaves from his jacket pocket.
Reading the labels on each tea bag, he handed them over to the Professor. "This one here is Camellia Sinensis. That's regular tea leaves. This one here is Holy Basil and its known to counter stress. This is Spearmint and its useful for calming and helping with digestive issues," Cris paused momentarily belatedly wondering whether he should have mentioned digestive issues to someone as old as the Professor.
He quickly, handed over the next plastic bag."Um...Professor this one is Lemon Balm and that one is Passion Flowers. They both can help calm and relax you...not that you really need either of them," Cris quickly corrected himself.
Then he stepped back to allow Adi to hand Professor Botros the tea leaves he had collected.
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Adi shook his head. "No, Professor. I didn't mind looking for them, anyway.'' Anything to get out of studying. Hehe. "You're welcome.'' Adi was seriously happy about helping out the man who'd been kind to him since his first year.
Oh yes! Tea leaves! The Hufflepuff produced the labelled bags from his pocket as Cris stepped back. "Mint, Lemon Balm, Nettle, Catnip and Anise Hyssop.'' He set each bag on Botros's table as he called out their names. Combined with Cris's, there was a variety of tea for the Professor for quite a while.
Botros' thick blonde eyebrows were lifted in surprise but also glee at the words 'tea leaves'. The older Hufflepuff recited their names and their purposes, all were known to the old man of course but he listened to the boy to see if he had done his research about those before handing them over. The younger boy was also pretty educated.
Now, the tea leaves lied on the desk in their plastic bags and Botros smiled at them both gently before standing up and going around the table to approach them. "This is quite a collection I have now, thanks to you." He placed a hand on either one of their shoulders, pulling them together a little. "Thank you, again, for helping out. You saved me time and effort, thank you." He squeezed their shoulder gratefully. Hufflepuffs would be his favorite house if he could choose one! totally biased too hehe
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Botros' thick blonde eyebrows were lifted in surprise but also glee at the words 'tea leaves'. The older Hufflepuff recited their names and their purposes, all were known to the old man of course but he listened to the boy to see if he had done his research about those before handing them over. The younger boy was also pretty educated.
Now, the tea leaves lied on the desk in their plastic bags and Botros smiled at them both gently before standing up and going around the table to approach them. "This is quite a collection I have now, thanks to you." He placed a hand on either one of their shoulders, pulling them together a little. "Thank you, again, for helping out. You saved me time and effort, thank you." He squeezed their shoulder gratefully. Hufflepuffs would be his favorite house if he could choose one! totally biased too hehe
Cris smiled, glancing down at the Professor's hand on his shoulder. Now that was totally neat, Cris thought to himself. That was actually almost hug. Now he could add Professor Botros to his list of Professor huggers. The other one, was of course, Professor Culloden.
"You're most welcome, Professor. We didn't mind helping you out at all. We''re glad that you'll be able to make use of the tea leaves. Please do let us know if you need us to get you more...or find any more missing Remembralls," Cris smiled at the Professor.
Then he looked at Adi. He was sure that the younger badger had some words to say to the Professor too.
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Botros was on his hands and knees, under the big desk, squinting against his wand's light and patting the floor. Ooooh someone should vacuum down here, but before he could write this on a sticky note, a knock startled him. After a soft bump on the table above him, he wiggled out from under there bottom first.
"It's open!"
Mo slipped quietly into the office... which somehow was empty despite the fact that he'd just been invited it. He KNEW he'd heard the professor's voice, and yet it didn't appear the man was actually here.
And then there was a noise that drew Mo's attention to where Botros was crawling out from under his own desk. Whoa, Botros wasn't a young dog anymore, and he shouldn't be crawling around on the floor.
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Botros was taking a nap, wrapped up in two blankets and passed out on his rocking chain in front of his small fireplace by the corner. His crup was out harassing his lovely students, so all was quiet and nice and-- KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. He sat up right, blinking. KNOCK.
Uhh, "Come in!" He called out, trying to get up without getting his feet tangled in the waaaarm blankets.
Okay. Step one accomplished. He had knocked on the door. Stellar.
Step two. Opening the door without fumbling too much with the handle of the door. Moderate failure there thanks to sweaty palms, but he eventually made his way inside only to find that the old man had probably just been taking a nap.
"Oh, I, er, didn't mean to disturb you," he stammered while tugging on his fingers. Should he come back later? "I, er, just wanted to ask you about something. I-I can keep it brief."
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Mo slipped quietly into the office... which somehow was empty despite the fact that he'd just been invited it. He KNEW he'd heard the professor's voice, and yet it didn't appear the man was actually here.
And then there was a noise that drew Mo's attention to where Botros was crawling out from under his own desk. Whoa, Botros wasn't a young dog anymore, and he shouldn't be crawling around on the floor.
"Lost something, sir?"
Botros didn't bother standing up, the boy had found him here behind his desk, and so he remained seated on the floor. "Marco! What a great timing. I seem to misplaced my spectacles, the ones I use for reading. Could you help me look?" His office was too big, with too many ornaments and artifact replicas to search on his own.
... "Oh did you want anything, my boy?" Ab quickly added, climbing on his desk to stand up.
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Okay. Step one accomplished. He had knocked on the door. Stellar.
Step two. Opening the door without fumbling too much with the handle of the door. Moderate failure there thanks to sweaty palms, but he eventually made his way inside only to find that the old man had probably just been taking a nap.
"Oh, I, er, didn't mean to disturb you," he stammered while tugging on his fingers. Should he come back later? "I, er, just wanted to ask you about something. I-I can keep it brief."
Okay, okay, he managed to untangle his feet from the blankets, Botros turned to see that his visitor was the Stars professor. How wonderful! He hadn't had a fella in his office all this year, only the two new squeaky pinky professor ladies. And that was slightly uncomfortable back then.
"Oh no, no, it is quite alright. Fire makes me sleepy." A hoarse chuckle followed by a small cough then the old man got up from his rocking chair, wrapping the blankets around him, and gestured for Flamsteed to join him. "What did you want to ask me, then? Would you like some tea?" Hmm? Botros made great tea. All students attested to do that. Yes? Ab was smiling happily at the obviously nervous colleague. It felt like being with another student, oddly enough.
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Botros didn't bother standing up, the boy had found him here behind his desk, and so he remained seated on the floor. "Marco! What a great timing. I seem to misplaced my spectacles, the ones I use for reading. Could you help me look?" His office was too big, with too many ornaments and artifact replicas to search on his own.
... "Oh did you want anything, my boy?" Ab quickly added, climbing on his desk to stand up.
Mo offered a hand to the professor, but Botros seemed to have it well in hand. Even if it took a while for him to get up. Obediently, Mo got down on his own hands and knees instead, immediately retreating into the darkest corners under Botros' desk in search of his glasses. Why would they be down here, anyway?
"Just wanted to chat, sir, and maybe to visit for a bit. I brought you a... a thing. For you." He brought a thing for him? That was vague and redundant. Seventh years talk good. Sigh.
Mo backed out from under the desk and moved around the side to start searching around the front of the desk instead. "Where did you see them last, sir?"
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Okay, okay, he managed to untangle his feet from the blankets, Botros turned to see that his visitor was the Stars professor. How wonderful! He hadn't had a fella in his office all this year, only the two new squeaky pinky professor ladies. And that was slightly uncomfortable back then.
"Oh no, no, it is quite alright. Fire makes me sleepy." A hoarse chuckle followed by a small cough then the old man got up from his rocking chair, wrapping the blankets around him, and gestured for Flamsteed to join him. "What did you want to ask me, then? Would you like some tea?" Hmm? Botros made great tea. All students attested to do that. Yes? Ab was smiling happily at the obviously nervous colleague. It felt like being with another student, oddly enough.
Oh, well, er, that was good. He hadn't disturbed the man too much. Merlin help him if he was the one to cause the man to go into cardiac arrest or something. Which was definitely why Old Man River was never a target for one of his pranks, no matter how light hearted they were.
He opened his mouth to respond, but the offer of tea silenced him. Besides baked goods, tea was another thing that he would almost never turn down. "Tea would be brilliant," he nodded as he made his way over towards the Ancient Runes professor. He was...supposed to sit, yeah? He was going to, okay?
"I actually came to ask you what you know about...archeoastronomy." His right hand moved slowly towards his trouser pocket and went inside to clutch a piece of parchment.
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Mo offered a hand to the professor, but Botros seemed to have it well in hand. Even if it took a while for him to get up. Obediently, Mo got down on his own hands and knees instead, immediately retreating into the darkest corners under Botros' desk in search of his glasses. Why would they be down here, anyway?
"Just wanted to chat, sir, and maybe to visit for a bit. I brought you a... a thing. For you." He brought a thing for him? That was vague and redundant. Seventh years talk good. Sigh.
Mo backed out from under the desk and moved around the side to start searching around the front of the desk instead. "Where did you see them last, sir?"
Okay, whew! Finally out from under the desk. Botros flopped down on his big chair, pushing it backwards a little so that Marco could crawl in easily. Which he did, but there was nothing in there. Sigh. Ab passed his hand over his shiny bald head and scratched his head, trying to remember. "I put them here on my desk. I read at my desk." So, he really didn't have to move them anywhere.
... "Although I've been preferring to move closer to the fireplace lately. It's been getting quite cold, don't you think?" Even though winter was supposed to be long gone. "By that rocking chair over there." The rocking chair had a mountain of blankets tangled together.
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Oh, well, er, that was good. He hadn't disturbed the man too much. Merlin help him if he was the one to cause the man to go into cardiac arrest or something. Which was definitely why Old Man River was never a target for one of his pranks, no matter how light hearted they were.
He opened his mouth to respond, but the offer of tea silenced him. Besides baked goods, tea was another thing that he would almost never turn down. "Tea would be brilliant," he nodded as he made his way over towards the Ancient Runes professor. He was...supposed to sit, yeah? He was going to, okay?
"I actually came to ask you what you know about...archeoastronomy." His right hand moved slowly towards his trouser pocket and went inside to clutch a piece of parchment.
Botros moved heavily, because of the blankets around his shoulder, to the side coffee table by the bookshelves. He tapped the tea set with his wand and the nifty teakettle and other utensils started sorting their tea. "Archeoastronomy?" He turned towards the man again, smiling. "Wonderful area, I've read many books, the department at the university still sends me some old scripts to decode." Scripts about the stars.
"I would say this was more your area, though. What about it?" He chuckled, turning back to check on their tea.
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Okay, whew! Finally out from under the desk. Botros flopped down on his big chair, pushing it backwards a little so that Marco could crawl in easily. Which he did, but there was nothing in there. Sigh. Ab passed his hand over his shiny bald head and scratched his head, trying to remember. "I put them here on my desk. I read at my desk." So, he really didn't have to move them anywhere.
... "Although I've been preferring to move closer to the fireplace lately. It's been getting quite cold, don't you think?" Even though winter was supposed to be long gone. "By that rocking chair over there." The rocking chair had a mountain of blankets tangled together.
Mo was pretty sure the glasses were sitting right up there on top of the desk. Or on Ab-Bot's head. Or in his pocket. He head grandparents and knew exactly how these sort of things went. Things that were lost were merely put away in the wrong place. But Mo respected Ab-Bot, who had the brightest mind and sharpest sense of wit of anyone, and Mo wasn't going to bring it up.
He'd just keep looking.
He circled the desk before moving on to the chair as Botros had suggested, diving into the pile of blankets and quickly sorting them out into a neatly folded pile. And one pair of glasses. "Ah, here we go, Professor. It is getting cold... d'you mind if we sit over by the fire and chat?" For both of their good, actually.
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Botros moved heavily, because of the blankets around his shoulder, to the side coffee table by the bookshelves. He tapped the tea set with his wand and the nifty teakettle and other utensils started sorting their tea. "Archeoastronomy?" He turned towards the man again, smiling. "Wonderful area, I've read many books, the department at the university still sends me some old scripts to decode." Scripts about the stars.
"I would say this was more your area, though. What about it?" He chuckled, turning back to check on their tea.
Eh. Yes and no.
"It's more of a recent interest," he confessed. Really hadn't given it much thought outside of the occasional research grant proposal he had to approve or disprove, but ever since Peru and his research regarding the bizarre weather as of late...well, it had suddenly become almost as fascinating as Star Trek. "I'm wondering if you could spare next Thursday afternoon to assist me with a research session in the library on the subject. Students and myself would certainly benefit from your decoding expertise."
There was a hint of urgency in his voice, or perhaps it was more desperation than urgency. He wasn't entirely used to asking for assistance in his field of study.
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Mo was pretty sure the glasses were sitting right up there on top of the desk. Or on Ab-Bot's head. Or in his pocket. He head grandparents and knew exactly how these sort of things went. Things that were lost were merely put away in the wrong place. But Mo respected Ab-Bot, who had the brightest mind and sharpest sense of wit of anyone, and Mo wasn't going to bring it up.
He'd just keep looking.
He circled the desk before moving on to the chair as Botros had suggested, diving into the pile of blankets and quickly sorting them out into a neatly folded pile. And one pair of glasses. "Ah, here we go, Professor. It is getting cold... d'you mind if we sit over by the fire and chat?" For both of their good, actually.
Botros watched Marco sort out the blankets, his glass would not be there what was he doing, no way, how could they when-- oh. There they were. Ab chuckled while accepting the glasses gratefully. "Thank you. I was so sure they were around my desk somewhere." Oops.
Sitting by the fire, though, that was tempting. The professor moved to plop down on his rocking chair by the fireplace, draping one of the blankets over his legs and offering the other one to Marco. There was another two chairs nearby for the boy to choose from. The Ravenclaw was familiar with this office, Ab made no effort to treat him like a guest. "So tell me, how are you faring this last few months of this year?" He was going to miss the boy terribly.
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Eh. Yes and no.
"It's more of a recent interest," he confessed. Really hadn't given it much thought outside of the occasional research grant proposal he had to approve or disprove, but ever since Peru and his research regarding the bizarre weather as of late...well, it had suddenly become almost as fascinating as Star Trek. "I'm wondering if you could spare next Thursday afternoon to assist me with a research session in the library on the subject. Students and myself would certainly benefit from your decoding expertise."
There was a hint of urgency in his voice, or perhaps it was more desperation than urgency. He wasn't entirely used to asking for assistance in his field of study.
Botros presented the tea cup to the other professor as he explained what he needed from Ab, the sugar pot was floating right behind him. "It's Moroccan." He thought he'd mention this in case the tea tasted a bit strange.
It seemed as though his decoding skills were needed once again. The professor smiled and gave a nod, taking a seat on the chair opposite of Airey's and a sip from his hot steaming cup. "I am free next Thursday, I would love to be involved in an archeoastronomy research, consider my decoding expertise at your service. I believe I could look up good books about it, too, when we're in the library. I've met some great archaeologists who wrote about it. I surely have something written down to remind me of them... " He scratched his bald scalp and looked around him as if the list would just jump at him.
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Botros was snuggled up in his rocking chair with two blankets around his shoulders, a big book on his lap, and his reading glasses over his nose bridge. Feo was sleeping by the fireplace at Botros' feet, too. Icy hell it was cold in here!
As soon as the knock reached his ears, the old professor waved his wand at it to let the new visitor in. "Come in, it's open." Coughcoughcough.
After hearing the Professor's voice, Simon pushed open the door and entered the Office. Merlin, he had expected it to be a little warmer in here. Even with the fire on, it was rather chilly in here. Simon's blue eyes wandered around the room a little bit, resting on Feo, and then he glanced at the Professor. A small smile appeared on his face. "Hello Professor Botros. How are you?" he said as he shivered. Merlin- was there any way to turn the temperature up in here? Pulling out his wand, he quickly cast a Hot Air Charm. Ahh.. Much better. It was a temporary solution but it worked. "I just wanted to stop by with this, sir," he said as he raised the card. Approaching the Professor, he handed the card to him. "I know its sort of late but I wanted to make you a belated Valentine's Day card. We were making them in Divination class and I thought that I'd make you one." Plus, Botros and Simon had matching signs. Mhmm.. And Simon had felt sort of bad choosing between Fuller and Botros. You couldn't do that to Simon because he'd always choose both of them.
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Botros watched Marco sort out the blankets, his glass would not be there what was he doing, no way, how could they when-- oh. There they were. Ab chuckled while accepting the glasses gratefully. "Thank you. I was so sure they were around my desk somewhere." Oops.
Sitting by the fire, though, that was tempting. The professor moved to plop down on his rocking chair by the fireplace, draping one of the blankets over his legs and offering the other one to Marco. There was another two chairs nearby for the boy to choose from. The Ravenclaw was familiar with this office, Ab made no effort to treat him like a guest. "So tell me, how are you faring this last few months of this year?" He was going to miss the boy terribly.
Mo pulled up a chair and accepted a blanket, which he wrapped around himself until he resembled a human burrito. It was hard to sit like this, but eventually, Mo managed to fold himself in half into the chair. And now he was positively cuddly.
"I'm..." he shrugged, which was probably lost inside the blanket. "Honestly, I'm feeling ready for the warm weather, for graduation, and for what comes next. It isn't that I"m so eager to grow up or whatever... except I am." Mo had plans, and he was excited about what was to come. Ready and a little bored with life trapped inside a castle. It would be different with Quidditch, maybe, but he'd still have ended the year ready to run.
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Botros presented the tea cup to the other professor as he explained what he needed from Ab, the sugar pot was floating right behind him. "It's Moroccan." He thought he'd mention this in case the tea tasted a bit strange.
It seemed as though his decoding skills were needed once again. The professor smiled and gave a nod, taking a seat on the chair opposite of Airey's and a sip from his hot steaming cup. "I am free next Thursday, I would love to be involved in an archeoastronomy research, consider my decoding expertise at your service. I believe I could look up good books about it, too, when we're in the library. I've met some great archaeologists who wrote about it. I surely have something written down to remind me of them... " He scratched his bald scalp and looked around him as if the list would just jump at him.
Oooooooh, Moroccan. "This will certainly be a pleasant treat for the palate," he mused as he accepted the cup of tea. Nice departure from his usual British blends he kept in his office.
Oh excellent. Stellar even.
He took a sip of his tea and gave an exaggerated wiggle as both the flavor and temperature of the liquid warmed him from the inside. Ooooooooooooh yes. Maybe he would sit down and wrap himself up in one of those blankets Botros had lying around. Only he feared that he may fall asleep if he did so...and that would be incredibly awkward. Hadn't fall asleep somewhere other than his own bed since...well...since he was a student taking Care of Magical Creatures. "Thank you, I, er, I r-really appreciate it," he nodded while taking another sip from his tea. "I...owe you one."
Fidget fidget fidget.
"Any of your acquaintances write about....the Star Temple of Avalon by any chance?"
Should he help the bloke look for....his list? He slowly began to set his tea down on the nearby table just in case his assistance was needed to get down on all fours and peek under chairs and desks.
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After hearing the Professor's voice, Simon pushed open the door and entered the Office. Merlin, he had expected it to be a little warmer in here. Even with the fire on, it was rather chilly in here. Simon's blue eyes wandered around the room a little bit, resting on Feo, and then he glanced at the Professor. A small smile appeared on his face. "Hello Professor Botros. How are you?" he said as he shivered. Merlin- was there any way to turn the temperature up in here? Pulling out his wand, he quickly cast a Hot Air Charm. Ahh.. Much better. It was a temporary solution but it worked. "I just wanted to stop by with this, sir," he said as he raised the card. Approaching the Professor, he handed the card to him. "I know its sort of late but I wanted to make you a belated Valentine's Day card. We were making them in Divination class and I thought that I'd make you one." Plus, Botros and Simon had matching signs. Mhmm.. And Simon had felt sort of bad choosing between Fuller and Botros. You couldn't do that to Simon because he'd always choose both of them.
Botros turned his head to look at the Slytherin boy, smiling widely. "Mr. Holden, what a nice surprise, come closer to the fire." That hot air charm was pretty much useless, and he couldn't apply it much, it apparently changed the air pressure and Feo would eventually start freaking out.
Oh he seemed to have brought something for him. The old professor sat upright in his rocking chair and took the SECOND Valentine's Card this year. He was grinning as he read the nice words Holden had written. At least this one didn't have die or old too many times. "Aw, I thank you very much." He chuckled, "You might be interested to know that I haven't had two Valentine's card in one year in ages." Probably since he was in school! "I believe this is an assignment for some class too?" Ab asked, gently.
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Mo pulled up a chair and accepted a blanket, which he wrapped around himself until he resembled a human burrito. It was hard to sit like this, but eventually, Mo managed to fold himself in half into the chair. And now he was positively cuddly.
"I'm..." he shrugged, which was probably lost inside the blanket. "Honestly, I'm feeling ready for the warm weather, for graduation, and for what comes next. It isn't that I"m so eager to grow up or whatever... except I am." Mo had plans, and he was excited about what was to come. Ready and a little bored with life trapped inside a castle. It would be different with Quidditch, maybe, but he'd still have ended the year ready to run.
The boy seemed to be a frequent cuddler, though, look at him snuggle with that blanket so professionally and without tangling his feet in it. Botros stumbled occasionally when he attempted to walk in those blankets.
Anyway. They were going to discuss more pressing issues than blankets and how to not tangle yourself in them. Graduation, growing up, tired of being trapped inside. Ab understood what the Ravenclaw was saying. After so many years in the education system, you always have this point where goodbyes were necessary and final words were due. "That is good. To feel prepared, eager to leave the nest." He grinned crookedly, because it was almost literal in Ravenclaws' case. "It means we've done our job right, too, and I daresay you, Marcus, have a bright future ahead of you if you keep that that big heart of yours, and your enthusiasm to learn." Ab wanted to give his shoulder a loving squeeze, but he wasn't done yet.
"Talk to me about your plans after Hogwarts." He was interested to know, not just as a professor but as a... well, yeah, a professor.
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Oooooooh, Moroccan. "This will certainly be a pleasant treat for the palate," he mused as he accepted the cup of tea. Nice departure from his usual British blends he kept in his office.
Oh excellent. Stellar even.
He took a sip of his tea and gave an exaggerated wiggle as both the flavor and temperature of the liquid warmed him from the inside. Ooooooooooooh yes. Maybe he would sit down and wrap himself up in one of those blankets Botros had lying around. Only he feared that he may fall asleep if he did so...and that would be incredibly awkward. Hadn't fall asleep somewhere other than his own bed since...well...since he was a student taking Care of Magical Creatures. "Thank you, I, er, I r-really appreciate it," he nodded while taking another sip from his tea. "I...owe you one."
Fidget fidget fidget.
"Any of your acquaintances write about....the Star Temple of Avalon by any chance?"
Should he help the bloke look for....his list? He slowly began to set his tea down on the nearby table just in case his assistance was needed to get down on all fours and peek under chairs and desks.
Palate? Botros chuckled, assuming the professor was cracking jokes. Nice, non-sarcastic jokes. "It is." Siiiiip. He would offer some but at this time of the term, he was running low on those herbs already.
Professor Flamsteed looked so young sitting there, sipping on his tea politely and thanking Botros. The older professor felt a little embarrassed, though, he didn't owe him anything. "You're welcome. I'll be happy to do it." As for his question about.. the star temple in Avalon? Hmm. Ab put down his cup of tea, squinted his eyes thoughtfully as he tried to remember what he knew of that place, and of his author friends.
Hmmmm. Yeah, he definitely needed that file of his. He got up and went to his desk, rummaging between the papers and then in his drawers. "I believe I knew someone from Egypt, he used to do vast research in archeoastronomy. Professor Ha-- Hani? Hend? Hosen?" He talked, reaching the last drawer and pulling it open. "Professor Haddad! Yes! Professor Haddad. I can look and see if I have anything of his work in here if you like."
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The boy seemed to be a frequent cuddler, though, look at him snuggle with that blanket so professionally and without tangling his feet in it. Botros stumbled occasionally when he attempted to walk in those blankets.
Anyway. They were going to discuss more pressing issues than blankets and how to not tangle yourself in them. Graduation, growing up, tired of being trapped inside. Ab understood what the Ravenclaw was saying. After so many years in the education system, you always have this point where goodbyes were necessary and final words were due. "That is good. To feel prepared, eager to leave the nest." He grinned crookedly, because it was almost literal in Ravenclaws' case. "It means we've done our job right, too, and I daresay you, Marcus, have a bright future ahead of you if you keep that that big heart of yours, and your enthusiasm to learn." Ab wanted to give his shoulder a loving squeeze, but he wasn't done yet.
"Talk to me about your plans after Hogwarts." He was interested to know, not just as a professor but as a... well, yeah, a professor.
Mo loosened just one arm from his cocoon to pull his blanket into a hood that could be pulled up to cover his ears and the back of his neck. Both of which were getting VERY chilly, thanks. It was hard to tuck his arm back inside without pulling a corner loose, but he managed it somehow. Now then. He was settled.
It was nice that the professor understood what Mo was saying, and he smiled, a bright shimmer of teeth from deep within his blanket cave. If the professor took his wanting to leave as a sign that they'd done their job well, then maybe he wouldn't feel bad about seeing things this way. It made some of his friends feel bad and it made his mother cry, but... that was different. His mother was always crying about stuff he did this year.
Big heart? Enthusiasm to learn? Check and check. Mo would keep those. "I'm trying out as Chaser on a couple of Quidditch teams, actually. I think I'm good enough, although I'm behind those who actually played this term. And I sent in an application to WU to study photography at the Edinburgh campus. I'd like to take wildlife photos someday. Creatures in their natural habitats."
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Botros turned his head to look at the Slytherin boy, smiling widely. "Mr. Holden, what a nice surprise, come closer to the fire." That hot air charm was pretty much useless, and he couldn't apply it much, it apparently changed the air pressure and Feo would eventually start freaking out.
Oh he seemed to have brought something for him. The old professor sat upright in his rocking chair and took the SECOND Valentine's Card this year. He was grinning as he read the nice words Holden had written. At least this one didn't have die or old too many times. "Aw, I thank you very much." He chuckled, "You might be interested to know that I haven't had two Valentine's card in one year in ages." Probably since he was in school! "I believe this is an assignment for some class too?" Ab asked, gently.
"Good to see you too, sir. It's a bit chilly in here too," he said with a wide grin as he made his way closer to the warm fire. He was glad to see Botros- it had been a while since they had had their last Ancient Runes class. Ooh. That reminded him of a question that he needed to ask his Professor but that could wait till after the Valentine's Card. That was much better than using a Hot Air Charm to warm him up. He rubbed his hands together, warming them up and started to feel a tingling sensation in his finger tips.
Simon continued to grin. He was pleased to see that Botros liked the card. Simon wasn't the best at making cards so he had hoped to make up by this for writing a nice, neat message. He wasn't exactly the artist when it came to drawing. He was much better at cooking or researching. Despite this, he continued to grin when he heard that the Professor had gotten another Valentine's card too. Before he could reply to that question, Botros had asked another. He nodded. Yes, kinda...
"Yes, it is for a Divination Assignment. We learnt about astrological signs and read our own charts to discover something about ourselves. Some of the descriptions we read about our sign reminded me of reading the fortune-telling section of newspapers on Sunday mornings. All good fun and really silly," he said. Divination had just been a bit of fun. Truth be told, the boy hadn't been too sure when he entered that classroom as it was WAY too pink for him. The pink was overwhelming. But in the end, he head enjoyed the class.
Now the question.... What was it? Oh yeah! It had been from last class. "Oh, I also have a question from last Ancient Runes class. I had forgotten it but then remembered it all of a sudden," he said. He wanted to know where Botros had been taking them. The boy had been really excited about, learning more about the topic too. "If you don't mind me asking and if it is not a surprise for another class, where were you taking us on the grounds during that class?"
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Palate? Botros chuckled, assuming the professor was cracking jokes. Nice, non-sarcastic jokes. "It is." Siiiiip. He would offer some but at this time of the term, he was running low on those herbs already.
Professor Flamsteed looked so young sitting there, sipping on his tea politely and thanking Botros. The older professor felt a little embarrassed, though, he didn't owe him anything. "You're welcome. I'll be happy to do it." As for his question about.. the star temple in Avalon? Hmm. Ab put down his cup of tea, squinted his eyes thoughtfully as he tried to remember what he knew of that place, and of his author friends.
Hmmmm. Yeah, he definitely needed that file of his. He got up and went to his desk, rummaging between the papers and then in his drawers. "I believe I knew someone from Egypt, he used to do vast research in archeoastronomy. Professor Ha-- Hani? Hend? Hosen?" He talked, reaching the last drawer and pulling it open. "Professor Haddad! Yes! Professor Haddad. I can look and see if I have anything of his work in here if you like."
Siiiiiiiiiiip. Smell the aroma. Siiiiiiiiiiip some more. This really was stellar stuff. "Medea would probably enjoy this," he said, more thinking out loud than sharing his thoughts with Botros.
Airey began tapping his feet against the floor. Not out of agitation or anything, because he was far from it. It was because he need some way to occupy his anxious limbs. Older people were intimidating, you know? With all those additional years of experience and intellectual discovery. Intimidating stuff.
Sweet solstice, he wasn't going to hurt himself trying to recall the name....was he? The astronomer wasn't ready to deal with anything like tha--- oh, never mind. False alarm. "That would be stellar. Anything you think might be useful. I'm going to swing by the library on my down to the Great Hall to see what books Leobald has available." Would save them time that way, not having students go poking about the library and getting lost. He would have asked the librarian to assist as well, but seeing as how the man was still stuck in the hospital wing unconscious...
Deep in thought, he took another long sip from his cup and ended up drinking what was left.
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Once again, Botros was tangled in his blankets on his rocking chair by the small fireplace. Feo, his crup, was sleeping at his feet by the fire, audibly snoring. The professor himself was about to nod off when there was a knock at his door. "I'm awake!" He blurted out, looking around him alerted.
... oh. "Come in, the door's open." He cleared his throat and fished his arm out from under the blankets to rub his eyes.
Uh....someone was awake?
Okay. Also their door was open. Got it! Kyroh turned the knob and pushed the door open, entering the office. It was larger than he would have thought and there were bookshelves ALL over which completely reminded him of his parents, but Kyroh did not have any real time to examine the office because a Crup showed up, right THERE at his FEET.
"HI CRUPPY!" The boy said excitedly, dropping down to give the crup a big hug. LOOK A NEW FRIEND!!! The first year took NO notice at all to the man covering under the blankets.
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Mo loosened just one arm from his cocoon to pull his blanket into a hood that could be pulled up to cover his ears and the back of his neck. Both of which were getting VERY chilly, thanks. It was hard to tuck his arm back inside without pulling a corner loose, but he managed it somehow. Now then. He was settled.
It was nice that the professor understood what Mo was saying, and he smiled, a bright shimmer of teeth from deep within his blanket cave. If the professor took his wanting to leave as a sign that they'd done their job well, then maybe he wouldn't feel bad about seeing things this way. It made some of his friends feel bad and it made his mother cry, but... that was different. His mother was always crying about stuff he did this year.
Big heart? Enthusiasm to learn? Check and check. Mo would keep those. "I'm trying out as Chaser on a couple of Quidditch teams, actually. I think I'm good enough, although I'm behind those who actually played this term. And I sent in an application to WU to study photography at the Edinburgh campus. I'd like to take wildlife photos someday. Creatures in their natural habitats."
Again amazed by Mo's ability to keep his blankets tight and enclosed while he adjusted himself. Botros listened to the boy's future plans with his usual kind smile. "Quidditch, of course. I have to admit some students' dedication to the game and the way you all tortured yourselves over it is simply a strong sign that you should make your way further in this direction, make it a life goal and you will shine bright." This was how young people found their passion.
Wild creature photography? That was mighty creative. Ab turned a little in his rocking chair to face Marco more. "I love the sound of that. I have a small gallery at home, if you send me some of your photographs, I'll be happy to frame them there." And he meant it! The old professor has been finding peace and serenity in any work of art. "What made you decide on photography?"
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"Good to see you too, sir. It's a bit chilly in here too," he said with a wide grin as he made his way closer to the warm fire. He was glad to see Botros- it had been a while since they had had their last Ancient Runes class. Ooh. That reminded him of a question that he needed to ask his Professor but that could wait till after the Valentine's Card. That was much better than using a Hot Air Charm to warm him up. He rubbed his hands together, warming them up and started to feel a tingling sensation in his finger tips.
Simon continued to grin. He was pleased to see that Botros liked the card. Simon wasn't the best at making cards so he had hoped to make up by this for writing a nice, neat message. He wasn't exactly the artist when it came to drawing. He was much better at cooking or researching. Despite this, he continued to grin when he heard that the Professor had gotten another Valentine's card too. Before he could reply to that question, Botros had asked another. He nodded. Yes, kinda...
"Yes, it is for a Divination Assignment. We learnt about astrological signs and read our own charts to discover something about ourselves. Some of the descriptions we read about our sign reminded me of reading the fortune-telling section of newspapers on Sunday mornings. All good fun and really silly," he said. Divination had just been a bit of fun. Truth be told, the boy hadn't been too sure when he entered that classroom as it was WAY too pink for him. The pink was overwhelming. But in the end, he head enjoyed the class.
Now the question.... What was it? Oh yeah! It had been from last class. "Oh, I also have a question from last Ancient Runes class. I had forgotten it but then remembered it all of a sudden," he said. He wanted to know where Botros had been taking them. The boy had been really excited about, learning more about the topic too. "If you don't mind me asking and if it is not a surprise for another class, where were you taking us on the grounds during that class?"
Botros nodded solemnly, "It is pretty cold in here, yeah." It was why he kept to his office and his small fireplace often. Merlin knew what his colleagues were up to down there, some of them stopped by with news, he Patronus'ed Annie and the others too to make sure he was up to date with things, but other than his classes he barely left his office.
Aha! So he was right, Ab grinned at Holden and listened to their Divination class. "Oh yeah, I understand." Ancient Runes and Divination had a lot in common, so many concepts and information interlocked together. And the old man was simply interested in all knowledge, he collected books as was obvious from the bookshelves lining his office's walls, so he had a special section for the fine art of Divination. "Well, I daresay you did great in your homework." He patted the card and tucked it inside his cardigan's breast pocket.
Oh he had a question? Sure, sure. Botros chuckled, "I was taking you down to the lake. I had the intention of showing you how to make a bonfire using the Kenaz rune. Maybe stay there after class and enjoy the starry night." But they weren't prepared for that much snow. Sigh. Tough luck, maybe next time.
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Siiiiiiiiiiip. Smell the aroma. Siiiiiiiiiiip some more. This really was stellar stuff. "Medea would probably enjoy this," he said, more thinking out loud than sharing his thoughts with Botros.
Airey began tapping his feet against the floor. Not out of agitation or anything, because he was far from it. It was because he need some way to occupy his anxious limbs. Older people were intimidating, you know? With all those additional years of experience and intellectual discovery. Intimidating stuff.
Sweet solstice, he wasn't going to hurt himself trying to recall the name....was he? The astronomer wasn't ready to deal with anything like tha--- oh, never mind. False alarm. "That would be stellar. Anything you think might be useful. I'm going to swing by the library on my down to the Great Hall to see what books Leobald has available." Would save them time that way, not having students go poking about the library and getting lost. He would have asked the librarian to assist as well, but seeing as how the man was still stuck in the hospital wing unconscious...
Deep in thought, he took another long sip from his cup and ended up drinking what was left.
Medea.. Medea... Medea.. "Professor Romanos!" Botros chimed, a little too loudly, making it obvious that he'd been remembering who Medea was. It wasn't that he didn't know his colleagues, but his memory with names and faces was growing wane the older he got. He knew at least five Medea's across the course of his life, so. "She would? I could.. I could share the rest of what I have." And then Airey would make her tea since they seemed to be close friends and met frequently...? Yes.
Saying stellar made the old man chuckle. It was funny and fitting. He liked it when young people were so passionate about what they did it would start to take over their life. It was fun to watch. "That sounds brilliant. Unfortunately, I can't contact professor Haddad's office, that would've saved us a lot of time and effort, too." He gave the floor an ominous look. It was also unfortunate that Kitridge was still unconscious, he would've assisted...
... which reminded Ab, he needed to go visit the man and put some familiar possessions next to his bed. If only his knees were reliable in this Odin cursed cold. "Have you heard about his condition lately? I've been finding it hard to leave the office lately..." Maybe he'd ask one of the students to assist him go down the stairs... bring a chair for when they decide to change as well.
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Uh....someone was awake?
Okay. Also their door was open. Got it! Kyroh turned the knob and pushed the door open, entering the office. It was larger than he would have thought and there were bookshelves ALL over which completely reminded him of his parents, but Kyroh did not have any real time to examine the office because a Crup showed up, right THERE at his FEET.
"HI CRUPPY!" The boy said excitedly, dropping down to give the crup a big hug. LOOK A NEW FRIEND!!! The first year took NO notice at all to the man covering under the blankets.
Feo, the forever excited Crup jumped in the boy's face, woofing excitedly as he received a HUG!! And started licking the heck out of the Ravenclaw's face. LICKLICKLICKLICK. If Feo had his forked tail, it would be wagging sonic speed by now.
Botros chuckled and watched his tiring pet occupied with the boy... who didn't seem to notice his existence on the rocking chair yet. Unless he was ignoring his existence? But why come in if he was going to ignore poor ole' Botros? No. "It is quite exhausting having to play with a permanently happy Crup in this cold." Ab spoke from inside this big pile of blankets.
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