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As you enter the room, the first thing you see in the middle of the room is a hand-made Turkish carpet and nothing else. To the immediate right of the door stands a coat hanger for four coats a time, and you are expected to hang your coat there before fully entering the room. Professor's desk and two chairs in front of it are located at the right end with three pictures hanging from the wall, and his bookcase and 'emergency potions' shelves with a representational potion brewing set are located at the left end of the room. The walls are painted light blue.
The desk and visitors' set look expensive, and they indeed are. They are from genuine mahogany, all cut from the same wood. There is usually a big pile of papers hastily arranged at the farther side of the desk, and you will always see a potion phial and a book on the more organised side. Behind it is his office chair, and in front of it are two comfortable looking armchairs with a coffee table between them. You'll find a bowl of sweets that is filled with cheering up potion that will last for approximately three hours. Go on, take a cherry, apple, orange or lemon flavoured. Be careful not to take the last lemon though, because they are his favourite.
To the right side of the wall behind the desk hangs a picture depicting a Mardin, Midyat house with smiling kids sometimes singing a song and sometimes playing a game. To the left is a painting depicting Afghanistan with an old wizard at the centre of it. He is brewing a mysterious potion and will be more than happy to speak to you in Persian, but he just smiles upon asking about what he is doing. He was a respected wizard of Afghanistan, and Professor Culloden paid a fortune for the painting, so act accordingly. Beneath them in the middle hangs a picture of Borneo rainforests with birds and insects. If you are lucky, you will be treated with a birds lullaby and if you are unlucky, the insects will drill your brains with their buzzing sound.
The middle is only occupied by a handmade Turkish rug. While you may step on it, you will land yourself in detention faster than you can say 'potion' if those shoes are muddy or wet.
At the other end of the room is a bookcase full of books about potions, both muggle and magical plants and animals. Don't be surprised if you see your professor's name on 3-4 of them. Depending on how much he likes you, he may lend them to you.
On the shelves next to the bookcase stands his golden, representational potions brewing set and a few phials full of different potions. Along with the carpet and pictures, the set is his most prized possession.
If you can find him in his office, you are 'okay' to pay a visit.
Cosgrach noted the forced grin (LOL!) and nodded at the boy. He hoped Bart treated Zander well enough so that he would never hear a complaint from Zander.
Once a week? Cosgrach opened his eyes big at the boy. "Zander, what are you doing." That was too much. "Every two weeks is good. How about we meet on every first and fifteenth day, no matter which day is it, at seven PM. Obviously, we can change it for special occasions..." Like for Cosgrach's personal business, "but, for the start... what do you say?"
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Cosgrach noted the forced grin (LOL!) and nodded at the boy. He hoped Bart treated Zander well enough so that he would never hear a complaint from Zander.
Once a week? Cosgrach opened his eyes big at the boy. "Zander, what are you doing." That was too much. "Every two weeks is good. How about we meet on every first and fifteenth day, no matter which day is it, at seven PM. Obviously, we can change it for special occasions..." Like for Cosgrach's personal business, "but, for the start... what do you say?"
Oops? "I-uh-I don't really know, sir." He was clueless in all aspects of this kind of thing, Professor. You should know better of all people, C. But anyways, he let his head retract a little as he recovered from the... oops. Every two weeks? Even better. Actually, that was positively fantastic. The less the better in this lion's opinion. But he also wanted to learn. So maybe the more the-- You know what. He wasn't going to think about things right now. Just nodding.
"That, erm, that sounds great, Professor." Also sounded like he wouldn't completely fail his OWLs now that he was taking a more... active, approach at this studying thing. "Where would these lessons be, sir?" It was a very important question. One that he had decided to get in the habit of asking. Merlin forbid he be sent on another goosechase again. Around the castle. Like that time with Agatha. It was torture. Do YOU know how many floors there are in this place?!!!?
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Cosgrach nodded and smiled, then. Great, indeed! "In the laboratory," he said simply. They would have the lessons there.
"All set, then?" Yeah? "You can leave if you want now."
The Gryffindor nodded slowly in agreement. Laboratory. He could remember that. Actually, he'd probably have to run back to the dorm and write all of this information down so it'd stick in his head later on. Seven PM. First and Fifteenth day. Laboratory. Easy. Got it. Totally.
"Yes, I think so Professor," One second. YUP. Totally looking forward to leaving now. Not that this wasn't helpful or anything because for once, the office visit did prove to get something done. Hm. Maybe Sophie Brown was a little right about this guy. Maybe. "Thanks," picking up his bag from it's spot nearest his right foot, the Gryffindor got up from the chair and slung it over his shoulder. "Uh- have a good day, sir."
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He was there!! Lux was so happy she could hug him, but instead settled on stepping inside his office and taking a seat. Time was of great importance after all.
"Hello, sir. I won't be long, I was just wondering if you could help me with my Arithmancy assignment. If I can have your full birth date I could calculate your Major Cycles." ...He knew what those were, right?
Hopefully because they only had half an hour to complete this in.
Cosgrach took the other armchair so as not to put a HUGE desk between them, and just blinked. Major Cycles. Hmm. Fun. Yep. Major cycles. He knew what it was.
"It's January 26, 2042." Pause. "What is... a major cycles..?" Eh? He only needed some reminder. Or else, he knew what it was.
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Yes, he was so wonderful and helpful. But of course he wanted to know what the Major Cycles were. "Well, there are three and they correspond with different stages of life. I think they go with how a person develops and their destiny." ...Or something like that.
Quickly she worked his Cycles out:
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January 26, 2042
Cycle 1: 1
Cycle 2: 2+6=8
Cycle 3: 2+0+4+2=8
There. That had been easy though she wondered why his second and third Cycles had the same number. No matter. "Thank you so much, Professor."
Cosgrach was surprisingly in his office trying to figure out how much ingredient he had left in the store, so when someone knocked on his door, he was startled. Who - oh, just the door. Yeah. Okay. He stretched, closed his notebook, took off his glasses and waved his want at the door to open it.
"Come in." And save him from this boring work, please.
As soon as he noticed the door opening, Toby was up and getting out of his seat. Well then... he'd been expecting a longer wait, but this definitely suited him. He obviously didn't need to open the door for himself, so simply stepped over the threshold and looked to the man himself.
"Professor Culloden," he said, by way of greeting, giving a nod of his head. "Good..." Uhhhh... what time was it? Toby hadn't been keeping track. He glanced at his wrist to check his watch, only to remember he'd forgotten to put it on that morning. Awful memory these days. Well, no, that was a lie. He had an awful memory 95% of the time. The Hufflepuff looked up again and finished the sentence in that drawn out way of someone who was speaking and simultaneously hoping for the best, "... afternoon?"
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As soon as he noticed the door opening, Toby was up and getting out of his seat. Well then... he'd been expecting a longer wait, but this definitely suited him. He obviously didn't need to open the door for himself, so simply stepped over the threshold and looked to the man himself.
"Professor Culloden," he said, by way of greeting, giving a nod of his head. "Good..." Uhhhh... what time was it? Toby hadn't been keeping track. He glanced at his wrist to check his watch, only to remember he'd forgotten to put it on that morning. Awful memory these days. Well, no, that was a lie. He had an awful memory 95% of the time. The Hufflepuff looked up again and finished the sentence in that drawn out way of someone who was speaking and simultaneously hoping for the best, "... afternoon?"
Ah, it was Toby. Long time no (proper) see, eh? Cosgrach was pleased to see the boy, and he smiled widely at him. Good... "Afternoon, yeah," he said cheerfully and gestured at one of the armchairs. He got up too, because he didn't like a huge desk between his favourite students and himself, and sat on the armchair he didn't gesture at.
"We haven't talked properly in ages," he said, and blamed it on their hectic life. "How are you?" Well, he hoped?
Ah, it was Toby. Long time no (proper) see, eh? Cosgrach was pleased to see the boy, and he smiled widely at him. Good... "Afternoon, yeah," he said cheerfully and gestured at one of the armchairs. He got up too, because he didn't like a huge desk between his favourite students and himself, and sat on the armchair he didn't gesture at.
"We haven't talked properly in ages," he said, and blamed it on their hectic life. "How are you?" Well, he hoped?
Whew. Nailed it.
Toby nodded as he let the door close again behind him and headed across to the armchair Culloden had directed him to. He sank into the armchair and allowed himself to relax, at least as much as someone like himself could ever relax.
"I know," the Hufflepuff agreed, nodding again. It was a shame, because he really did like Culloden, liked talking to him. The same went for a lot of professors and students alike, of course, but things were keeping him rather occupied at the moment. He became distracted by thinking of those things for a moment or two, furrowing his brow ever so slightly, close to becoming lost in thought. But then, remembering himself, Toby gave a slight shake of the head to clear it and bring himself back to the present moment, and he smiled at Culloden.
"I'm..." He paused, realising he didn't quite know the answer to that. "... good. Keeping busy with stuff, y'know? Lots to focus on and all that." Toby thought of home, and of his new baby brother. "How about you, Professor? Everything good with you?"
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Okay... Cosgrach must have said something bad, because Toby was quiet all of a sudden. He was even furrowing his brow? Should Cosgrach be... concerned? He didn't even KNOW how he made the boy so thoughtful - oh, there, a smile. Okay. Good?
Good.
He nodded at what the boy said, because he knew what he meant. 'busy' was just what Cosgrach had been doing too, or else, who in his right mind would try to figure out what to buy in that vast store room? It'd take him two full days to just count everything! At the question of Toby, though, his face shone and he almost said something - but then decided against it. Victoria had asked not to talk to people of her pregnancy until the second trimester, and he wouldn't. He just said "I'm great, thank you," instead, and shifted. How many weeks until the second trimester, again!? The whole WORLD must know it!
"How can I help you?" he asked - assuming Toby did want his help in the first place. If not, they could just chat too.
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Heyyyy, down with that tone! Cosgrach glared RIGHT BACK, and managed to do it even more sassily. 10 points off them? For ignoring him!? WHAT EVEN - ! The stupid door had thankfully held fast, otherwise it would have been a stupid broken door and a few more broken objects.
But... deeeeeeeeep breaths, he was caaaaalm... and Kevin was fiiiiine...
"Of course I'm concerned about you!" he snapped back, and looked relieved to see he really was fine. "You attacked my door, then it backfired!" So, Kevin, just shut up for once and Cosgrach would shut up about his raised tone.
"Enter," the man said simply and stepped aside to let the boy in.
So the Professor thought he could out-sass him by glaring back? WRONG! Kevin stared right back, refusing to let the man win until...he stepped aside to let him in to the office. HA! WIIIIN!
Still grinning, Kevin entered the office and raised an eyebrow after the snap. "You don't sound like you care" he looked like it, but didn't sound like it. He turned around and walked to the coffee table and grabbed a few cookies. He ate them without asking if he could and then went on to exploring the potions shelves with interest.
“Why did I have to *prove* that I was me anyways?” he asked , picking up a potions bottle, looking inside it through the glass.
So the Professor thought he could out-sass him by glaring back? WRONG! Kevin stared right back, refusing to let the man win until...he stepped aside to let him in to the office. HA! WIIIIN!
Still grinning, Kevin entered the office and raised an eyebrow after the snap. "You don't sound like you care" he looked like it, but didn't sound like it. He turned around and walked to the coffee table and grabbed a few cookies. He ate them without asking if he could and then went on to exploring the potions shelves with interest.
“Why did I have to *prove* that I was me anyways?” he asked , picking up a potions bottle, looking inside it through the glass.
Cosgrach closed the door, but didn't lock it. He'd learnt a lesson with Kevin there. He wouldn't lock it when Kevin was around. He grunted. "Don't push your luck," he said, and turned to his desk as well. He didn't mind if Kevin ate all of the sweets or not - he'd put those for them to be eaten. If anything, it served him better, because they were filled with cheer up po -
...
......he did not. Kevin did not. Nope. This was just a bad dream.
"Kevin, son, do you mind putting that down?" His voice was on edge, and even though he forced a smile, there was nothing sweet about him now.
Okay... Cosgrach must have said something bad, because Toby was quiet all of a sudden. He was even furrowing his brow? Should Cosgrach be... concerned? He didn't even KNOW how he made the boy so thoughtful - oh, there, a smile. Okay. Good?
Good.
He nodded at what the boy said, because he knew what he meant. 'busy' was just what Cosgrach had been doing too, or else, who in his right mind would try to figure out what to buy in that vast store room? It'd take him two full days to just count everything! At the question of Toby, though, his face shone and he almost said something - but then decided against it. Victoria had asked not to talk to people of her pregnancy until the second trimester, and he wouldn't. He just said "I'm great, thank you," instead, and shifted. How many weeks until the second trimester, again!? The whole WORLD must know it!
"How can I help you?" he asked - assuming Toby did want his help in the first place. If not, they could just chat too.
Great. Great was good, and good was great. Toby nodded, quite pleased to hear that. He may have been quiet about it, but Toby was fond of Culloden. Had been since the guy's first lesson here, even if it had been the thing to reveal his deep, dark, ticklish secret. Also, Culloden had unintentionally sparked Toby's friendship with Soph, and then their subsequent relationship. So... all things considered, Toby felt a weird sort of protectiveness over his professor and the guy's wellbeing. It was kinda weird, but he didn't question it. It was in Toby's nature to be protective.
"Well," he spoke up again, already fidgeting in his seat, though that was hardly anything out of the ordinary for Toby. "Couple of things, both potions related. One thing was just, y'know, a little question." He folded his arms, unfolded them, rest them on the arms of the chairs, then fiddled with the hem of his shirt to occupy his hands instead. Never sitting completely still. Then he went straight to the point. Or as straight to the point as he was ever able to go. "It's just I've been wondering, y'know certain potions get stronger if you leave them? Like love potions and that? I was wondering if that worked for all potions, or just a few. If it depended on other things; the brewing, the ingredients, the nature of the potion." Toby didn't mention the one he had in mind just yet, preferring to withhold that information unless absolutely necessary.
He ceased fiddling with his shirt and moved his hands to the arms of the chair again, drumming at the surface with his fingertips and smiling good-naturedly at Culloden.
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Cosgrach closed the door, but didn't lock it. He'd learnt a lesson with Kevin there. He wouldn't lock it when Kevin was around. He grunted. "Don't push your luck," he said, and turned to his desk as well. He didn't mind if Kevin ate all of the sweets or not - he'd put those for them to be eaten. If anything, it served him better, because they were filled with cheer up po -
...
......he did not. Kevin did not. Nope. This was just a bad dream.
"Kevin, son, do you mind putting that down?" His voice was on edge, and even though he forced a smile, there was nothing sweet about him now.
Hmm, Kevin?
Putting another sweet in his mouth, Kevin stuffed the rest of them in his jacket pocket and turned around to face the Professor with the potion bottle in his hand. Put what down? Oh! He probably meant that. “Sure” he smiled, actually smiled as he placed it back in the shelf. He ate another one and held one up in the air. “These are AMAZING!” he laughed. “Did you make them? i doubt it , you look like the type to burn a kitchen” he pointed to himself and smiled big time "like me" and then threw the the sweet in to the air and tried to catch it with his mouth.
It failed, landed on the ground and rolled under the chair near the coffee table. Normally he would have mumbled something under his breath and blamed someone else for his mistake but not now. He laughed again instead, eyes twinkling. “Did you see that?! I almost had it!” he was SO amazing!
“And why do you keep ignoring my questions by the way? I don’t like being ignored!” yeah yeah, he sounded like a two year old but whatever. Aww man! The sweets in his pocket were already gone. So he turned to the table to grab some more.
Great. Great was good, and good was great. Toby nodded, quite pleased to hear that. He may have been quiet about it, but Toby was fond of Culloden. Had been since the guy's first lesson here, even if it had been the thing to reveal his deep, dark, ticklish secret. Also, Culloden had unintentionally sparked Toby's friendship with Soph, and then their subsequent relationship. So... all things considered, Toby felt a weird sort of protectiveness over his professor and the guy's wellbeing. It was kinda weird, but he didn't question it. It was in Toby's nature to be protective.
"Well," he spoke up again, already fidgeting in his seat, though that was hardly anything out of the ordinary for Toby. "Couple of things, both potions related. One thing was just, y'know, a little question." He folded his arms, unfolded them, rest them on the arms of the chairs, then fiddled with the hem of his shirt to occupy his hands instead. Never sitting completely still. Then he went straight to the point. Or as straight to the point as he was ever able to go. "It's just I've been wondering, y'know certain potions get stronger if you leave them? Like love potions and that? I was wondering if that worked for all potions, or just a few. If it depended on other things; the brewing, the ingredients, the nature of the potion." Toby didn't mention the one he had in mind just yet, preferring to withhold that information unless absolutely necessary.
He ceased fiddling with his shirt and moved his hands to the arms of the chair again, drumming at the surface with his fingertips and smiling good-naturedly at Culloden.
Cosgrach wasn't uncomfortable by his fidgeting, but he was standing still. He only leaned forward to show Toby had his full attention, and nodded once even though Toby was just stating he had a question.
"It depends on the potion," he said, "because some potions have a shelf life no matter what, and some just stay the same if kept correctly, besides those love potions you've just mentioned." He didn't say or do anything, but waited for Toby to talk more... if he would.
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Putting another sweet in his mouth, Kevin stuffed the rest of them in his jacket pocket and turned around to face the Professor with the potion bottle in his hand. Put what down? Oh! He probably meant that. “Sure” he smiled, actually smiled as he placed it back in the shelf. He ate another one and held one up in the air. “These are AMAZING!” he laughed. “Did you make them? i doubt it , you look like the type to burn a kitchen” he pointed to himself and smiled big time "like me" and then threw the the sweet in to the air and tried to catch it with his mouth.
It failed, landed on the ground and rolled under the chair near the coffee table. Normally he would have mumbled something under his breath and blamed someone else for his mistake but not now. He laughed again instead, eyes twinkling. “Did you see that?! I almost had it!” he was SO amazing!
“And why do you keep ignoring my questions by the way? I don’t like being ignored!” yeah yeah, he sounded like a two year old but whatever. Aww man! The sweets in his pocket were already gone. So he turned to the table to grab some more.
Wait…why was he here again? Mweh whatever...
Pheeeeeew...
Thank you, whoever created the cheer-up potion.
With the amount of sweets Kevin ate, it'd probably either poison him or take him like a week to calm down, but Cosgrach didn't care. Right now, Kevin, as cheerful as he was, listened to him -
"I made them yes, no I don't burn kitchens, now please put that -"
HFILJŞSDKŞ WHAT WAS HE DOING WITH HIS PRECIOUS VIAL IN HIS HAND!?!?!
"You will catch it if you try withOUT a vial in your hands," he said, maybe too quickly, eyes FIXED on the vial the boy was holding. And therefore, he ignored the question again.
Cosgrach wasn't uncomfortable by his fidgeting, but he was standing still. He only leaned forward to show Toby had his full attention, and nodded once even though Toby was just stating he had a question.
"It depends on the potion," he said, "because some potions have a shelf life no matter what, and some just stay the same if kept correctly, besides those love potions you've just mentioned." He didn't say or do anything, but waited for Toby to talk more... if he would.
"I wonder if... there's a way to brew them to make them stronger. Probably have to change ingredients or amounts or something like that," Toby replied, though in a way he was talking more to himself than to Culloden. He started to bite at his thumbnail, which had already been chewed right down to the quick as a result of his recently acquired nail-biting habit.
There was a moment in which Toby debated with himself whether or not to mention the potion he was thinking of, but ultimately decided to throw caution to the wind, as that was what he did best after all.
"What about, say... an elixir? The Elixir to Induce Euphoria, perhaps?" He said it casually enough, shifting in his seat again into a pretty relaxed position. "Or maybe it's stronger if you have more?" ... "Just out of curiosity, y'know? It's interesting stuff, is all." Yup.
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[textcut=Tobyyy] Pheeeeeew...
Thank you, whoever created the cheer-up potion.
With the amount of sweets Kevin ate, it'd probably either poison him or take him like a week to calm down, but Cosgrach didn't care. Right now, Kevin, as cheerful as he was, listened to him -
"I made them yes, no I don't burn kitchens, now please put that -"
HFILJŞSDKŞ WHAT WAS HE DOING WITH HIS PRECIOUS VIAL IN HIS HAND!?!?!
"You will catch it if you try withOUT a vial in your hands," he said, maybe too quickly, eyes FIXED on the vial the boy was holding. And therefore, he ignored the question again.
Did Kevin mind too much?
These sweets were too good, so Kevin ate another one. The man wouldn’t mind right? That he ate all the sweets? Wait, why would he even care if he minded it or not?
He was feeling really good, like , really really good that he didn’t even care that the Professor was telling him to not do something. “What? This one?” he asked as he shook the vial. “Merlin’s Beard! Did you hear that?! Here, listen” and with that he brought the potion vial closer to the man’s ear and shook it again. “DOESN’T THAT SOUND FUNNY?!” He laughed again as he ate sweet number…he lost count… not that he counted.
“Fiiine!” he smiled and placed the vial back where it belonged and as he popped another candy in his mouth he frowned. “You have water? My mouth feels dry” and why was he sweating more than usual? Mweh, probably from walking down the stairs from the Gryffindor tower. They HAD to do something about that, even muggles had elevators.
He suddenly laughed out loud again when he took a bite of the candy and pointed to the Professor as he half bounced towards the chair and sat on it. “You ignored my question AGAIN! Are you THAT scared of m—“ ….oooh boy his heart started racing.
"I wonder if... there's a way to brew them to make them stronger. Probably have to change ingredients or amounts or something like that," Toby replied, though in a way he was talking more to himself than to Culloden. He started to bite at his thumbnail, which had already been chewed right down to the quick as a result of his recently acquired nail-biting habit.
There was a moment in which Toby debated with himself whether or not to mention the potion he was thinking of, but ultimately decided to throw caution to the wind, as that was what he did best after all.
"What about, say... an elixir? The Elixir to Induce Euphoria, perhaps?" He said it casually enough, shifting in his seat again into a pretty relaxed position. "Or maybe it's stronger if you have more?" ... "Just out of curiosity, y'know? It's interesting stuff, is all." Yup.
Cosgrach nodded after Toby was finished. "That's right," he said, even though it hadn't been a question. Then, he fell silent and let Toby figure out whatever was on his mind.
Ah, the euphoria one. Cosgrach didn't answer right away... "It's tricky to have more of potions that alters the mood," he said, "but a bit more wouldn't hurt, especially with peppermint." He paused again. "Do you want to make it stronger?"
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These sweets were too good, so Kevin ate another one. The man wouldn’t mind right? That he ate all the sweets? Wait, why would he even care if he minded it or not?
He was feeling really good, like , really really good that he didn’t even care that the Professor was telling him to not do something. “What? This one?” he asked as he shook the vial. “Merlin’s Beard! Did you hear that?! Here, listen” and with that he brought the potion vial closer to the man’s ear and shook it again. “DOESN’T THAT SOUND FUNNY?!” He laughed again as he ate sweet number…he lost count… not that he counted.
“Fiiine!” he smiled and placed the vial back where it belonged and as he popped another candy in his mouth he frowned. “You have water? My mouth feels dry” and why was he sweating more than usual? Mweh, probably from walking down the stairs from the Gryffindor tower. They HAD to do something about that, even muggles had elevators.
He suddenly laughed out loud again when he took a bite of the candy and pointed to the Professor as he half bounced towards the chair and sat on it. “You ignored my question AGAIN! Are you THAT scared of m—“ ….oooh boy his heart started racing.
HFDİAİ KEVIN NO JUST NO "It DOESN'T!" Cosgrach snapped, because Kevin wasn't pleasant anymore. Did he even KNOW how hard it was to brew those potions!? DID HE!? So he had BETTER - Okay, good - Cosgrach glared some more, but grumpily conjured some water in his personal mug and offered it to the boy. He still got this under control, minus the count of sweets, but he didn't care. That would teach the boy a lesson.
"I'm not afraid of you, sweet Kevin," he said sweetly, "You attacked my door, so I naturally thought it was some sort of dark lord who imperius'ed you."
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Cosgrach nodded once. "Okay," he said, and kept silent for her to finish. He still had some questions, but he didn't want to distract her...
Once she was done, he still had the same 'kinda confused but not showing it' expression.
"So... what's going to happen to me?" What was in his destiny!?
It seemed like Professor Cilloden might be a little confused, but bless his little heart he was still going along with the whole thing and being lovely as ever. Maybe he knew how nuts some class activities could be even though they were a lot of fun.
When he asked her what his future held, Lux ran her finger down the page until she reached the entry for a Major Cycle of the number eight. "It says you will get money, possibly from inheritance. It also says that instead of retiring, you will choose to be the boss until you die." So that was nothing bad really. At least he would be doing potion making for a while longer which was awesome.
Was he going to ask her to leave now? Because she kind of wanted to talk to him a little longer. The man was good company and he was really helpful. Besides it wasn't like she wouldnt have time to finish her class work.
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HFDİAİ KEVIN NO JUST NO "It DOESN'T!" Cosgrach snapped, because Kevin wasn't pleasant anymore. Did he even KNOW how hard it was to brew those potions!? DID HE!? So he had BETTER - Okay, good - Cosgrach glared some more, but grumpily conjured some water in his personal mug and offered it to the boy. He still got this under control, minus the count of sweets, but he didn't care. That would teach the boy a lesson.
"I'm not afraid of you, sweet Kevin," he said sweetly, "You attacked my door, so I naturally thought it was some sort of dark lord who imperius'ed you."
Happy with the answer?
He had been happy, or whatever he had been feeling, it had been a good feeling but the man was shouting and snapping too much right now that it made him frown. “Well, WHAT-E-VER” he snapped back, starting to feel even more annoyed than usual, the happiness he was feeling started to fade away and he sat on the chair near the coffee table. He slumped down in the chair and crossed his arms over each other as he glared at the wall. And when the Professor offered him some water he GLARED at the mug. “You think I’m stupid? I’m not drinking anything you give me!” his tone was annoyed and he even swatted the mug away.
And then the explanation on why he had to identify himself was finally being said and Kevin winced in disgust at the sweet tone. “Stop with that stupid tone, it’s annoying” he snapped before he could control himself. “And you really think that I! can be imperius’ed?” he laughed humourless this time as he shifted in the supposedly comfortable armchair but he couldn’t find a comfortable position to sit so he jumped up from the chair and kicked it. “Stupid chair” he then turned to the Professor “and DON’T take points away, I’s not my fault your chair is freaking annoying and stupid” yes.
Cosgrach nodded after Toby was finished. "That's right," he said, even though it hadn't been a question. Then, he fell silent and let Toby figure out whatever was on his mind.
Ah, the euphoria one. Cosgrach didn't answer right away... "It's tricky to have more of potions that alters the mood," he said, "but a bit more wouldn't hurt, especially with peppermint." He paused again. "Do you want to make it stronger?"
"I suppose trickier still if you have mood problems, right?" Toby replied, looking imploringly at Culloden. "Makes things a little harder to control." That was the impression he'd got, anyway, from general knowledge and also casual discussions with Healers and reading and everything. Over the past year or two the whole topic had become pretty intriguing to him. If Toby wasn't so hell bent on a Quidditch career, and if he had a properly academic mind, it might have been a topic he'd have went on to study at University. But as it was... nope. Just a casual interest.
"I... uhh..." Hm. How best to answer? "Yeah, I guess so. I just find it interesting, y'know?" Which was a half truth, at least. Toby smiled at the professor as he drummed his fingers on the arm of the chair. There was another pause, before he continued oh-so-casually. "So... so would this elixir get stronger if you leave it for longer? Or just if you take more?" .......... "Just wondering, I mean." He really was quite intent on not provoking any sort of concern from Culloden. Merlin knew he hated to do that, and yet it was happening more often than he'd like at the moment. Hence his constant reassurances that this was all 'just out of curiosity', though that was not entirely true.
More smiles. In Toby's experience, though maybe not with his parents (or one in particular), smiling seemed to reassure people and stop them from worrying or whatever. Smiling was a great tool, Tobias had always known that.
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Text Cut: Lux
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It seemed like Professor Cilloden might be a little confused, but bless his little heart he was still going along with the whole thing and being lovely as ever. Maybe he knew how nuts some class activities could be even though they were a lot of fun.
When he asked her what his future held, Lux ran her finger down the page until she reached the entry for a Major Cycle of the number eight. "It says you will get money, possibly from inheritance. It also says that instead of retiring, you will choose to be the boss until you die." So that was nothing bad really. At least he would be doing potion making for a while longer which was awesome.
Was he going to ask her to leave now? Because she kind of wanted to talk to him a little longer. The man was good company and he was really helpful. Besides it wasn't like she wouldnt have time to finish her class work.
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Y'know, Cosgrach would grin from ear to ear, but he was decent enough to hold himself. He didn't want Lux to think he loved money or something. He didn't, really. But he didn't not like it either. And that he would be THE boss... well, he didn't try hiding his relief, either.
"This is great then," he said with a grin, "thank you." Excuse his somewhat dreamy expression, Lux, he was merely imagining how he'd be THE boss.
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He had been happy, or whatever he had been feeling, it had been a good feeling but the man was shouting and snapping too much right now that it made him frown. “Well, WHAT-E-VER” he snapped back, starting to feel even more annoyed than usual, the happiness he was feeling started to fade away and he sat on the chair near the coffee table. He slumped down in the chair and crossed his arms over each other as he glared at the wall. And when the Professor offered him some water he GLARED at the mug. “You think I’m stupid? I’m not drinking anything you give me!” his tone was annoyed and he even swatted the mug away.
And then the explanation on why he had to identify himself was finally being said and Kevin winced in disgust at the sweet tone. “Stop with that stupid tone, it’s annoying” he snapped before he could control himself. “And you really think that I! can be imperius’ed?” he laughed humourless this time as he shifted in the supposedly comfortable armchair but he couldn’t find a comfortable position to sit so he jumped up from the chair and kicked it. “Stupid chair” he then turned to the Professor “and DON’T take points away, I’s not my fault your chair is freaking annoying and stupid” yes.
Huh.
???????
Was Kevin SHOUTING at him???????
Cosgrach frowned, hit the mug on his desk, and glared at Kevin without sitting down. Why didn't the kid drink something he gave, hmm? He wasn't going to poison him - Kevin HIMSELF had just done that! He had stupidly eaten so much candy that it was having a reverse effect now, and Cosgrach was thoroughly amused, but he also didn't like the tone KEVIN was using.
Hehe. Hehehe. Kevin was properly annoyed, wasn't he? HEHEHE. Cosgrach didn't hide the snicker, but tried to compose himself when Kevin hit the chair. Y'know, forget Zander - this was even better fun. All he had to do was provoking Kevin, who was under the effect of a potion anyway. HEHEHE. He'd just found his weekend entertainment.
"You stop with your tone, or we'll have a niiiiiice detention," he said somewhat angrily, folded his arms and started waiting for Kevin's reaction CURIOUSLY.
Text Cut: Toby
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"I suppose trickier still if you have mood problems, right?" Toby replied, looking imploringly at Culloden. "Makes things a little harder to control." That was the impression he'd got, anyway, from general knowledge and also casual discussions with Healers and reading and everything. Over the past year or two the whole topic had become pretty intriguing to him. If Toby wasn't so hell bent on a Quidditch career, and if he had a properly academic mind, it might have been a topic he'd have went on to study at University. But as it was... nope. Just a casual interest.
"I... uhh..." Hm. How best to answer? "Yeah, I guess so. I just find it interesting, y'know?" Which was a half truth, at least. Toby smiled at the professor as he drummed his fingers on the arm of the chair. There was another pause, before he continued oh-so-casually. "So... so would this elixir get stronger if you leave it for longer? Or just if you take more?" .......... "Just wondering, I mean." He really was quite intent on not provoking any sort of concern from Culloden. Merlin knew he hated to do that, and yet it was happening more often than he'd like at the moment. Hence his constant reassurances that this was all 'just out of curiosity', though that was not entirely true.
More smiles. In Toby's experience, though maybe not with his parents (or one in particular), smiling seemed to reassure people and stop them from worrying or whatever. Smiling was a great tool, Tobias had always known that.
Cosgrach nodded at what Toby said. That was true as well, although the potion also had regulatory effect when used over a long time. It was up to the drinker - use well and it helped, use badly and it made things worse.
He kept silent, shifted in his seat, and didn't ask further when Toby insisted it was merely interesting. For now, Cosgrach would forget about what Sophie had hinted at and try to look like he believed Toby. He DID believe the boy, by the way. He just wasn't convinced of the reason behind this interest. Toby's smile was one of those contagious ones, though, so when the kid did that, the man really forgot about his personal opinion and smiled a little back.
"The potions that regulate feelings towards people tend to get stronger over time," he said, "so for this one, one should take more and regularly. However, the 'more' is also tricky, because every person is different and like we said, it's a dangerous potion as the dose gets higher." He wanted to ask Toby if he needed help with it, but this was a purely academical conversation.
Cosgrach nodded at what Toby said. That was true as well, although the potion also had regulatory effect when used over a long time. It was up to the drinker - use well and it helped, use badly and it made things worse.
He kept silent, shifted in his seat, and didn't ask further when Toby insisted it was merely interesting. For now, Cosgrach would forget about what Sophie had hinted at and try to look like he believed Toby. He DID believe the boy, by the way. He just wasn't convinced of the reason behind this interest. Toby's smile was one of those contagious ones, though, so when the kid did that, the man really forgot about his personal opinion and smiled a little back.
"The potions that regulate feelings towards people tend to get stronger over time," he said, "so for this one, one should take more and regularly. However, the 'more' is also tricky, because every person is different and like we said, it's a dangerous potion as the dose gets higher." He wanted to ask Toby if he needed help with it, but this was a purely academical conversation.
Keep your face neutral, Culloden.
As he listened, Toby nodded slowly and deliberately, thinking hard about the topic. For a very brief moment he thought about mentioning to Culloden exactly what he was up to, because who better to talk it through with? Culloden was literally a Potions Master. Buuuuuuut then the moment passed, and Toby decided against it quite emphatically. In fact, now that he had a little more info, it might be better to get off the subject, in case he said too much. Luckily, Toby was a well-practiced pro at diverting conversations, though he wasn't nearly as subtle about it as he liked to believe he was.
"That makes sense," he said, and smiled again. "I'll keep that in mind, for my reading and stuff."
With that, Toby reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded up piece of parchment that had seen better days. He kept hold of it and just fiddled with it as he moved briskly on to the next topic of conversation. "There was something else too, Professor. D'you remember last year? With the Un-Felix Un-Felicis thing? You sent a note about brewing a potion with you, and I took a rain check on it 'til after my OWLs." Just refreshing his memory a little. As he spoke, Toby gestured to the parchment now in his hand, the very letter he was talking about. And the subject was changed, just like that.
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