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A bit confused about the plot? Housemates talking about a mysterious something going bump in the night? Here's where YOU can post and catch up on happenings around the castle and in Hogsmeade -- out of character, of course.
This means that unless your student character heard this stuff from other students or witnessed the actual event, your student character doesn't know about it.
Also, this is a reminder to everyone to only post updates on the school plot here. Please do not post the happenings of your student character in here unless it is related to the plot; that should go in the Wizarding World chat thread.
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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster - Prof. Malachi Trent (DaniDiNardo)
School Staff Ancient Runes - Prof. Jordan Strum (NPC) Arithmancy - Prof. Princeton Garrett (NPC) Astronomy - Prof. Jane Cravit (NPC) CoMC - William Williamson (BanaBatGirl) Charms - Prof. Pierson Fuller-Thompson (sarahlooo) DADA - Prof. Malachi Trent (DaniDiNardo) Divination - Prof. Cassiopeia Kitridge (Bazinga) Flying - Prof. Andrew Burke (NPC) Herbology - Prof. Gurgustrius Rainwater (Shanners) History of Magic - Prof. Gabriela Recard (Lissy Longbottom) Muggle Studies - Prof. Finneas Schmoe (ArianaBlack) Potions - Prof. Ignatius Noble (hermygirl) Transfiguration - Prof. Carwyn Eris (Stormdancer)
Caretaker - House Elves Librarian - Prof. Carwyn Eris (Stormdancer) Groundskeeper - Prof. Pierson Fuller-Thompson (sarahlooo) Healer - Prof. Gabriela Recard (Lissy Longbottom)
School Poltergeist - Peeves School Ghost - Moaning Myrtle House Elves - Algamus, Argyle, Beezley, Nimma, Pips, Quirly, Schmoop, Tinka, Tippin, Toddles
Head Boy - Robert Jordan (NPC) Head Girl - Jillian Kim (hjhm)
Gryffindor House Ghost - Nearly Headless Nick Head of House - Headmaster Malachi Trent (DaniDiNardo) House Prefects - Carsyn Rose (PhoenixRising), Lucas Dakest (hermionesclone)
Hufflepuff House Ghost - Fat Friar Head of House - Prof. Ignatius Noble (hermygirl) House Prefects - Jason Lewis (NPC), Carys Rose (SilverTiger)
Ravenclaw House Ghost - Grey Lady Head of House - Prof. Finneas Schmoe (ArianaBlack) House Prefects - Missa Renaldi (Samia), Ewan Jones (GD2204)
Slytherin House Ghost - Bloody Baron Head of House - Prof. Pierson Fuller-Thompson (sarahlooo) House Prefects - Jillian Kim (hjhm), Keith McPherson (NPC)
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speeechhh time!
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So not dying then, good good. Merlin knew it was too late into the term to find and hire a new Muggle Studies Professor. And, the paperwork involved in that didn't bare thinking about. In any case, the pair seemed to know each other so he would leave Finneas to Williamson. He...surely...knew how to handle that...
Meanwhile, he would handle....the double team that was Gabi and Gus. The man did his best to keep the amused smirk from his face. The snaps weren't that bad yet. It'd barely been a week. "We don't throw democracy out the door over a few snaps." But he would like to give his own take on this bet. Malachi looked toward the students, considering for a moment before finally offering up, "None of them." Okay, maybe one or two, but for the most part, none. "Hogwarts is full of magic, including the magic to make the students forget common sense the moment they arrive." He dared anyone to argue that, especially in the last few terms, consecutively.
It was Cassie's further enthusiasm that had Malachi looking to the students again and that's when he noticed Piers...and....cruppies...?
The feast hardly seemed the place to take pets but he assumed there was some method behind that so the look he received was returned with nothing more than a raise of the Headmaster's brow. He supposed they'd talk about it later.
For now, with the last of the sorting over, Malachi rose to his feet and tapped at his goblet. Attention attention, yes attention. The Headmaster waited for them to settle before continuing.
"Good evening and welcome or welcome back to another magical year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. To our First Years and transfers, congratulations on your new houses. I trust the rain hasn't put a damper on your spirits. I wanna believe this will be a good year, so let me start by imploring you all to act like you've got some sense. You know what's expected, fail to act accordingly and the Hogwarts Express is on standby to take you back to London. This is a school. Surprise, surprise, schools have rules and consequences for breaking those rules. I won't put up with further folly." As fair a warning as the "avoid the forest" one he gave at the start of every feast. In the last two or so terms, the behaviour of some students had gone down the well and drowned. It was time they went back to acting like the students he knew they could be.
"And, y'know, while we're already on the subject of don'ts--I didn't wanna start negative, this isn't me, I'm not this person, but some of you have made it a necessity at this point. Let's do some quick recap, to get everyone up to speed. The forest near the end of the grounds is called the Forbidden Forest. Want to know what happens if you ignore the implications of that name? I've got a Slytherin and a Gryffindor who can answer that for you, if the acromantulas don't first." Wait. "That might be too vague so let me come right out and say it. Stay OUT of that forest. Consider this the first and last warning to all." Everyone was present. Everyone received instructions. Now he would wait to see who truly thought themselves above the law.
"On a lighter note, let's welcome our new Professors. From right to left, our new Astronomy Professor, Jane Cravit. Taking on Care of Magical Creatures, Professor William Williamson. Filling the role of Divination, Professor Cassiopeia Kitridge." He paused for appropriate applause.
"Classes start tomorrow at 8. I don't recommend staying up too late. Fuller-Thompson can tell you what happens to those who show up late to my class. I don't recommend finding out for yourself. Merlin, it's been nothing but warnings, hasn't it? It's hardly any way to start the school year. Join a club, try something new, make new friends and improve your grades. The possibilities are near endless and there are plenty of ways to gainfully occupy your time. Let's have a good one, yeah? Let's eat!"
Malachi gave a clap of his hands before sinking back into his chair. Right on cue, the food arrived. Rather than dig in, he looked to his colleagues again. "I'm accepting volunteers for detention chaperoning. We all know we'll need some." He wasn't, for a second, holding his breath.
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Hmm... The sky is indeed a weird colour...
SPOILER!!: the Narrator has struck!
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The afternoon's blue sky did have a purple tinge to it. One that was hardly noticeable at first, except to the most paranoid among you but as you gather, oddly enough that purple becomes a bit more pronounced in shade?
and...not only is the sky PURPLE but we have a reporter with a weather-y name himself appearing at the entrance gates...
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Hello everyone, Sunny N. Raine here reporting live from beyond the entrance gates to get the scoop of the century. No big deal, it was only history in the making and Sunny Raine would be making IT. That by-line was his.
"Oi, the castle is magnificent, eh?" He put his hands on his hips, looking up to admire the beaut. They didn't make 'em like this in Canada. She was a beast! A real good lookin' architectural endeavor. Whew. Wonder how many years it took to get that pretty lady off the ground. Though it wasn't the castle he was interested in, it was hard not to get distracted by the ancient beauty. Sunny adjusted his hat while he mused. He kept his quill secured under its ribbon; his hat was an essential accessory for an on-the-go mission like this one. You want the scoop, you gotta go all out. Weather reporting is a cut-throat bizz.
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Somebody's playing around with our weather!
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The sky was darker than usual. A strange tint of purple that is not all too noticeable at first. Perhaps if you concentrate closely, you will notice that the colour is gradually darkening over time. A gradual darkening from dark blue to purple to red.
A red sky? How odd.
After a moment or two the red starts fading away. From red to purple to dark blue. Had the sky really turned red? Or were your eyes playing tricks on you?
Oh, how we drift away from our friends. And the ones back home play remember when
There are interesting occurrences happening in The Great Hall.
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As you enter the Great Hall for the morning meal you can't help but notice something different about the room. To start, the ceiling that mimics the sky is a deep crimson. Darker than it's ever been even with all the in and out changes lately.
But this isn't the only strange thing.
The Great Hall...is already filled with students, students you've never seen before. In fact, at some points you can barely see them as they fade in and out in like fashion to muggle holograms.
They pay you no mind, no matter what you do, chattering on about their morning. If you try to touch them, you find yourself going right through them.
Curious....
On the floor near the door, a paper carelessly thrown down.
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
And the plot thickens Another Great Hall post:
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The fading figures solidified once more but even then they do not acknowledge you. It is as if you are in the wrong place and have no business being here. This solid figure doesn't last long before again fading out. Even then, they never disappear.
Stranger still, the decor of the Great Hall begins to change. The furniture becomes dated--by quite a few centuries if you're observant enough and are aware of what old furniture used to be built as.
The woman (Cassie) is in for a bit of a fright as the seat she occupies becomes filled with another figure who reaches buy her to grab at his own meal.
He pauses to look at his students and when he speaks, they turn to look at him but you can't hear anything. Who are these figures?
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Looks like we have a murder at Hogwarts
(I couldn’t resist)
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Meanwhile, out in the Entrance Hall, those who happen to still be on their way into the Great Hall will notice a sudden, loud screeching sound from beyond the large double doors.
If you were to go have a look, you would see a large murder of crows soaring across the crimson sky. They are in an obvious hurry to be elsewhere.
Talk about ominous.
The murder is so large that it temporarily darkens the sky.
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More mysterious happenings in Transfiguration!
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The resulting surge caused a few moments of chaos within the Transfiguration classroom.
Sparks flew to robes and hair (Lilfox06, Optimist.Prime). Loud bangs ensued as wands backfired (sweetpinkpixie, Anna Banana, Daydreamer11, kayquilz) and shouts echoed in shock and surprise (Sunflower, Optimist.Prime). While various students failed to vanish their match sticks at all (littledhampir, Nordic Witch, Fireheart, FearlessLeader19, GD2204, BanaBatGirl).
However, before the boy who had taken the brunt of the power surge (sweetpinkpixie) managed to catch his breath and get to his feet, the excess power was already dissipating from the air.
Take a deep breath and try again, children. Your wand will not fail you, this time.
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Sooo ... looks like everyone gets to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas this year
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Ah the holidays. The first school term is winding down for the winter break and those of you set to leave are no doubt among the group currently heading toward the front gate. It is time to return home and with breakfast over, the students are being led over. The Hogwarts Express sits waiting just down by Hogsmeade Station. If you listen carefully, you may even faintly hear the magnificent whistle.
Any interesting plans? Amazing gift ideas and the perfect shops to go get them in time for the holiday?
Too bad. Before anyone can get to the gates there is a massive, bright flash of light so bright that you're forced to cover your eyes. A roll of thunder can be heard, as if someone with a large drum is stood next to you. It echoes into the mountains, a hollow and ominous sound.
And then nothing.
Nothing at all. Everything beyond the front gate vanishes, or perhaps you're the ones who are gone. Anyone who attempts a spot of magic will find that...nothing works.....
Oh dear. Best get comfy, it looks like no one is going home.
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Also, some intriguing happenings over in the great hall still, It seems the eras of the past have connected with the eras of the present. How interesting ....
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Ah breakfast time. While Nicholas didn't require such sustenance, he did like to occasionally have breakfast with his lions. They had the most interesting stories to tell him from the outside world and he daresay he did enjoy the shenanigans of a few.
"Good morning!" He called, floating up from the floor below. "Good morning, all--why, Agatha!" Nearly Headless Nick was taken aback by the appearance of a girl he hadn't seen in quite some time. "What are you doing here? Phillip! Judith!" Oh this was quite a delight.
The ghost floated among the confused but solid students, figuring they must be seeing what he was seeing. "Have you all been acquainted?" He asked, not trying to hide his delight. He reached out to ruffle the hair of one boy, small of frame, a first year....perhaps? "Young Charlie, how's the quidditch coming along?"
Wait...Charlie had graduated.....
Agatha had graduated....
Thomas had most certainly graduated, in fact he remembered seeing an article about the lad's death. Horrible business that had been. He'd been in this very hall when the news came. "What are you doing here?" This time, he sounded more confused than thrilled. Nicholas turned to the solid students, waiting for an explanation. He had....a sinking feeling he knew what was happening.....and was hoping it wasn't the case.
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Interestingly enough, the figures react to Sir Nicholas. They turn when he greets them and even offer him smiles but the words they say go unheard by you. It seems the ghost is far more in tune with them than you are.
The figures do not linger, however.
This time, when they fade, they stay gone like they were never there to begin with. Curious indeed.
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What they were saying? Sir Nicholas gave the Slytherin a curious tilt of his nearly severed head. "Why Charlie here was telling me how much he's looking forward to the weekend's quidditch game!" Wait. Wait they weren't playing quidditch. Wait wait wait.
It seemed the poor ghost was beginning to get his students and indeed his eras mixed up. All the more curious. "Can't you hear them?" They weren't exactly being quiet. Lively, that was how he would describe the Great Hall...that is....until they were all gone and the sinking feeling in his non-existent stomach intensified. This was not good, oh no oh no oh no, not good at all.
And then there was Cassie. A talk? Yes he daresay they may end up needing one!
Nearly Headless Nick spun to face here.
"Of course. I do think I may need to have a word with a few of my companions. Come find me when you're through with your meal."
He turned to the pair of Slytherins again. "If they do return, would you be so kind as to tell Alfred he's left his book over in the library? He was sitting on the end there." He pointed to a now empty spot, trusting they'd oblige before sinking back through the floor.
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So many words of wisdom that I am trying to be. It'll be in my own time.
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
From the Entrance Gates, The Green Houses and Magical Creature Sanctuary respectively
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The rumbling sound of thunder worsened as the thick storm clouds in varying shades of red began to roll in. In the distance, trees can be seen bending to the wind. Whatever was coming, it was coming fast, in fact, it looked like it was already here and battering some parts of the grounds.
The howling of wind can be heard coming from the greenhouses and the piece of land designated for creature care.
Are they ready for the storm?
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A storm is on its way, that’s clear to see. A strong wind blows, threatening damage to anything in its way.
Anything not battened down will surely be lost. Someone should do something about this.
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A storm is on its way, that’s clear to see. A strong wind blows, threatening damage to anything in its way.
Anything not battened down will surely be lost and it’s clear the creatures are all spooked beyond reason. Someone should do something about this as well...
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It's...gone???
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The earlier rumbling of thunder seems to soften, and then disappear entirely as the thick, reddish storm clouds begin to fade away. The trees in the distance, which were close to snapping from the wind, gently bend back to normal.
The howling wind seems to fade like a noisy quidditch match heard from afar. Then it, too, stops, and an eerie silence settles in as the sky returns to its usual a reddish/purple tint.
There is still nothing visible from beyond the gates, but there is also no visible damage from the earlier incoming storm. Interesting. It is as thought the storm was never actually there at all.
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The rumbling of thunder, reddish storm clouds, and threatening wind from earlier begin to fade away, and then disappear entirely. The strong wind, which was a particular threat to the animals outside, seems to fade like a noisy quidditch match heard from afar. Then it, too, stops, and an eerie silence settles in as the sky returns to its usual a reddish/purple tint.
There is no visible damage to the trees, creatures, or grounds from the earlier incoming storm.
Interesting.
It is as thought the storm was never actually there at all.
With the weather appearing to calm, the animals also appear startled but less frightened than earlier.
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The rumbling of thunder, reddish storm clouds, and threatening wind from earlier begin to fade away, and then disappear entirely. The strong wind, which was a particular threat to the greenhouses, seems to fade like a noisy quidditch match heard from afar. Then it, too, stops, and an eerie silence settles in as the sky returns to its usual a reddish/purple tint.
There is no visible damage to the greenhouses, gardens, or grounds from the earlier incoming storm.
Interesting.
It is as thought the storm was never actually there at all.
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if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Helpful points for the plot
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OOC:
In order to help everyone have an idea of what's going on in the castle--in light of recent events--the narrator will post on this bulletin board with any updates on the castle's situation~
This post is largely done because these are small details that impact the wider RP but are not actual plot points or instances that need to be set. Similarly, there are so many that it is more realistic to pass this information on. Keep an eye here so you always know what's next and get a feel for the castle climate!
For now:
As magic no longer works, magical items cannot work. (This is a given as they would need magic in order to work). This includes but is not limited to: two-way mirrors, brooms, potions that are bound with spells, magical gadgets like sneakoscopes and the like, the Room of Requirements. If you are unsure, feel free to nudge a member of staff and they can clarify!
On the note of magic, anything built into the castle is still fighting to retain its magic. That means that the magic embedded in the very stones of Hogwarts are still there but very wonky. As a result, common rooms may: not open no matter how correct the password is, open and be unable to close or operate normally. You have liberty to decide which your character faces but the entrances will go through all these phases sporadically and without warning. In this vein, the portrait to the kitchen has been opened and left open to prevent if from closing up for good without warning. The RoR is particularly unstable and no longer appears when summoned or may appear but the door is unable to be opened. This means that whether the door appears or not, it cannot be accessed.
There is nothing in or out of the castle. This goes for owls particularly. The ones on the outside cannot find Hogwarts and the ones inside will not attempt to fly off the grounds into the abyss. This means presents, packages, newspapers, letters and the like cannot be delivered or sent off. This also means fireplaces, floo networks, vanishing cabinets and the like are also a no go.
Are you forgetting something? Short term memory loss is slowly creeping in. DID you finish your Herbology homework? Was your DADA class before or after lunch? Who did you lend your quill to?
Occasionally your students may find themselves sharing a space with translucent students who pay them no mind and seem to be on their own time. They may wake up to find someone else sleeping in their bed. Sit on a chair and find someone come to sit there, too, etc. You also have creative freedom to decide when a random "ghost" student appears but do remember, they cannot see your students, you cannot hear them and they go on with business as usual.
For those wondering, this is the scope of the storm. Anything outside the shaded area is not accessible. Secret passages out of the castle will end wherever the vortex ends, essentially making them dead ends that we don't recommend your students trying to go through.
House elf magic will also be highly unpredictable and wonky, making several chores a bit more difficult unless they get just the right moment.
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With the storm raging outside in the real world beginning to intensify, your characters have taken on a translucent hue. Now they can see through themselves and others but not entirely.
While there is a storm, the outside does not resemble a storm. The sky is simply it's "normal" shade of red.
Memory loss is becoming a bigger problem. No, really, DID you do that homework?
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In the new normal that settles over the entire castle, the strangest thing happens.
"Hello....?"
A voice calls out, distance, faint, but there. "Helloooo?" The voice grows louder, beckoning you from somewhere else. It sends a shiver up your spine, an intuitive knowledge that the voice is not meant to be there. It is not a voice you've ever heard before, but the call grows more urgent.
"Can you hear me...?"
Out in the corridor maybe?
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The voice that could be heard from inside the chamber was persistent.
"Hello?" It beckoned again. "Hello? Follow my voice." Wherever it was coming from, it sounded as if it was moving further away. There was no mistaking it. It was a call to come along.
"Can you hear me?"
The voice echoed down the corridor, calling to anyone who might be out here as well. Where was it coming from?
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The voice that had almost certainly been out here in the corridor was growing distant once more. “Where are you?” It questioned.
Further and further the voice went, like someone running but in the wrong direction—the direction that would get them nowhere.
“Are you coming? Say something.”
This voice, this woman was lost. Or maybe you were lost. Either way, she wasn’t in the corridor anymore. Instead, she sounded somewhere on the floor above?
“Come find me!”
And the stack of barrells:
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The voice that had almost certainly been heard down in the dungeon corridor was growing distant once more but louder up here on the basement floor. “Where are you?” It questioned.
Closet and closet the voice sounds, like someone running toward you or otherwise running wild in the castle.
“Are you coming? Say something.”
This voice, this woman was lost. Or maybe you were lost. Either way, she wasn’t in the dungeon corridor anymore. Instead, she sounded somewhere on this floor?
The voice that had almost certainly been heard down in the dungeon corridor was growing distant once more but louder up here on the basement floor. “Where are you?” It questioned.
Closet and closet the voice sounds, like someone running toward you or otherwise running wild in the castle.
“Are you coming? Say something.”
This voice, this woman was lost. Or maybe you were lost. Either way, she wasn’t in the dungeon corridor anymore. Instead, she sounded somewhere on this floor?
“Come find me!”
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Cole had been walking around aimlessly for a bit before he got the idea to seek out his sister and see if she wouldn't mind spending some time with him. Isobel usually kept to her friends, but maybe today she could be persuaded to be with her big brother?
He turned a corner into the basement and was about to head for the kitchen area when a loud voice stopped him in his tracks. "Who's there?" Cole called out. Looking left and right and back and front he waited to see by the sounds of it who was running towards him like a bat from hell. But nobody came.
He just then heard the voice again wondering if he was coming to find her/him? "Isobel is that you?" Cole questioned, irritation seeping into his voice and a little bit of fear. "Isobel if that is you then come out and we can play hide and seek properly like at home." No answer came so Cole stood still on the spot, thinking about the voice and coming to the conclusion that it wasn't really Isobel, but for all he knew someone else or even something sinister...He indecisively kept still waiting to see if the voice came again.
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Listen.
Claudine wasn't sure what had happened earlier but all she knew was that a horrible falling feeling had taken over her then it had ceased abruptly as it came. What was more, she was almost gone. Like... literally. Sure, the Castle's occupant's had been translucent for sometime but this time it was worst.
Confused, she wanted to find a Professor with the hope of some explanation for admittedly, she was frightened by these happenings. That tenseness and fear rose slightly when she heard a voice asking “Where are you?”
Um...
Claudine abandoned her venture to the Staff Room immediately, especially as a familiar voice replied to the first. She moved closer to the direction of the voices. Was it really two students playing hide and seek?
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Morgan had not recently been down in the dungeon corridor nor did he know about anything that might have been happening there. But he was on his way to.... well, he forgot where he was actually going when he happened upon the barrels near the Hufflepuff common room. And what were these two doing?
He didn't know that Cole kid, but it seemed like he lost his friend, Isobel, or something? And then Morgan heard a voice asking to come find them. He wasn't sure if it was that Isobel person or not, but they seemed lost.
"Well, where are you then?" he called back loudly towards wherever the voice was, soon spotting Claudine. "Sounds like his friend is lost," he told her, gesturing to Cole. "Let's see if we can find them." He knew how easy it was to get lost in this castle, especially if it was a first year. And he wouldn't mind helping out, since he forgot what he came down here for anyway.
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It seemed that no matter how far he ran, the voice kept getting further away. HOW was that possible?? Was it here or not???
"We can hear you!" Malachi called in answer, leading his little group through the corridors. "We hear you just fine! Stop moving!" Circe, how was anyone meant to find anyone if everyone kept moving? This had to be the worst game of hide and seek in existence.
"Hell--"
Huh?
The Headmaster came to a stop as he approached the odd trio, none of which sported the colours of the barrel they stood before. Were they lost? Was he lost? What was he looking for again? Oh! Right, the voice!
"Have any of you heard a voice??" He demanded, taking a moment to try catching his breath. "Calling or...or something. I could've sworn it came this way." And he was done running.
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This was not how he had intended to spend his time today but at this point in the term literally nothing seemed to be going his way regardless. But his strides were eager in that he just wanted to get to the bottom of all this, which was why he was reaching out to take a hold of Missa's elbow. "...what do you mean spell?" he hissed at her while his eyes darted around between the headmaster and the group of students that had gathered here.
He then glanced over at the barrels and immediately his thoughts drifted to his little sister. Were they trying to find a Hufflepuff right now?
Talk about irony.
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The voice called out again, sounding more and more insistent that you find it.
“Hello, can you hear me? Are you coming to fi----”
Then it cuts off suddenly, leaving the basement entirely silent and eerie.
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Welp .... Hogwarts ?
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It seems you’re getting closer to the answer but in the next second, it will be clear you’re also getting closer to your end. Like a time that may remain in a few of your memories, there is a sudden feeling that the floor beneath you is falling. There is a harsh jerking in the room before a sudden stop and stillness.
Miss Divine isn’t looking too seeable anymore, is she?
The ghost isn’t the only one who’s surrendered to the effect of the free falling castle. You’ll notice that you now fade riiiiight to the brink of disappearance before coming back to the faint degree of visibility you’ve recently been sporting.
This happens ever so often, like you’re here then nearly gone then here once more. The occasional object falling through your hands is only the beginning. Best get a move on fixing things while you still can.
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
The trembling hadn’t stopped. Any worse and it would be difficult to run but as it stood, the man kept an even pace as he made his way through the different corridors on the 7th floor. On the way up from the library, he yelled at any and everyone he ran into, insisting they need to follow with their wands. Hopefully most of them still had the habit of taking them with them or could quickly retrieve them.
Down this last corridor, Trent ran up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower, stopping only then to catch his breath. That...was....WAY more exercise than he’d had in a while and it was taking its toll on his lungs.
He looked back to ensure the others had kept up, hoping they’d managed to get more people along the way while praying that theirs numbers would be enough otherwise.
“ThisBREATHE“This is it. Everyone—everyone wands out.”BREEEATHE. “What did you say that spell was?” He asked the weatherman.
Before this trembling got worse would be nice.
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Originally Posted by Sunny Raine
Hogwarts was a real workout. Sunny Raine was not cut out for this lifestyle. Something he made clear only moments in to their parade up the stairs, when he had managed to solidify his place at the back of the group. Fortunately that meant he could double over and take a few short breaks to breath, that was exactly what he was doing as he heard the headmaster shouting from the front of the group.
What spell?
Oh, yes. His book. He had it written down... somewhere.... in... he—
Ah!
"Tempore tempestatis fixus!" He called back in reply.
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Time was indeed running short for the inhabitants of Hogwarts. The ominous rumbling of the castle grew stronger and stronger as the Headmaster counted to three.
But because of the chorus of spellcasters, instead of sinking or dropping, the rumbling castle seemed to be lifting upward. Those nearest the windows might notice the sky fading from bloody, crimson red to the grayish blue of a regular May day in Scotland.
The spell had worked.
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
He'd admittedly taken some time getting to the feast. Now that owls had begun coming in again, there was a massive backlog of things that needed his attention. It seemed that no matter how long the Headmaster stayed in his office, he wasn't making enough of a dent. Everyday leading up to the end of the school term, more things just kept coming in.
Tonight was the first time he'd seen any difference. He suspected once the kids were off in the morning, he'd be able to finally get the rest of it done. For now, Malachi had to pull himself away to get to the feast.
Trent moved up to the dais, muttering his apology for being late then settled into his seat. He'd kept them waiting long enough, he supposed, so the man did his usual tapping of his goblet to gain everyone's attention. It....felt great being able to cast a simple sonorus. It was the little spells you missed the most.
"Good evening everyone. I never thought I'd mean it so much when I say it's good to see all your faces." There was a time when he thought he never would again. Much as he didn't like some of them, there were none he ever wanted to disappear. It was too permanent a situation for such a temporary problem.
"It's been a rough term. Really rough, but like before, we've pulled through and I'd like to think we're a little stronger for it. I don't mean to turn this into a lecture. I know you're all probably hungry and eager to get off to bed to start your summer in the morning--but this bears saying. In these situations, we learn our strength. We learn just how well we can persevere. For those of you graduating, I'd especially like you to remember this. Outside, in the real world, you won't suddenly be out of the woods, not unless you go live among the muggles. Magic is everywhere and as we've seen, magic will always attract magic. I say this to remind you of all you've already conquered. I have nothing but faith in your," Most of them anyway, "continued success. For those of you returning come September, to you I say remember you will conquer again. Whatever may come, we and Hogwarts, will continue to endure."
"Special congratulations are in order for Gryffindor House, the winners of this year's house cup. All in all, the lot of you weren't as bad this year. I'll admit that." In the face of death, it turned out Slytherin was the one to worry about. You learned something new everyday.
"While I have your attention, before you all go off--some of you for the last time--I'd like to juuuuust for a second preach a little thing called "common sense"." You know, that thing a lot of them had been lacking this term. "All it takes is an extra few minutes to thinkbefore you act. What will happen if I do this? How will this help? What could go wrong? Am I prepared to fix whatever goes wrong? Do I need help? Do I need discretion? Consider all these things. They could save your lives."
There. It had to be said. "Now then, I don't think we need to wait any longer. Let's eat!"
Malachi settled back into his seat as the food began to appear. His stomach grumbled. Merlin, he was hungrier than he thought.
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