Study Hall https://i.postimg.cc/cHk44GDN/study-hall-banner.jpg In close proximity to the library lies the study hall. Whether you are a first year or a seventh year, a Gryffindor or a Slytherin, a boy or a girl, this room is the best place to go for your studying and homework completion needs. If you ever find yourself stuck on something or have no clue what you're doing, you can always ask those who you are studying with for help or the professor that is overseeing the study session. |
open One free period, Ignacio could be found in the Study Hall. He'd finished his homework, though, and instead had surrounded himself with information leaflets. Leaflets about different universities, different courses on offer, different internships and careers... Every potential pathway after Hogwarts that had a relevant leaflet meant that the leaflet had been collected and was now in front of Ignacio Salgado-Ramirez. Not that it was helping at all. He still had no idea what he wanted to do after graduation, and for the last ten minutes he'd had his head in his hands, staring at a leaflet about Ministry of Magic jobs without seeing it. |
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Wow, like that Ministry leaflet was SHOCKING or something, or so Ed looked. |
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Ten minutes or so after putting the Ministry leaflet on the top of the pile, Ignacio looked up from it. It remained unopened, of course, the front page staring up at him just as he'd been staring it a moment earlier. Stretching his arms above his head, it was as a shoulder made a satisfying pop that he turned and noticed that someone else seemed to find the leaflet even more... fascinating? intriguing? completely shocking? than he had. Ignacio picked the paper up and waved it in front of the boys face. "Helloooo. Earth to.... you?" |
Edric visibly JUMPED when the other boy spoke to him. He also snorted as though he were waking up, even though his big peepers had been perfectly open all along... Author's note: He's just a Grade A weirdo, what can I say. He blinked a few |
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The joke fell flat, but Ignacio offered a smile anyway, never one to obviously try and make someone feel uncomfortable. "Ed, right. I'm Ignacio," he managed, dropping the leaflet back onto his pile even as the question fell. "Who knows, Ed, who knows?" Ig shrugged, opening it up finally and leaning back in his chair. "Dunno what I'm gonna apply to, to be quite honest." And the clock was ticking. Loudly. |
Ignaaaacio, ah, yeah, that made more sense than being named Earth. :upside: Ed kept this thought to himself, though, as Iggy didn't seem the joking type. Nor even the nickname type. "You're a seventh year?" he inquired politely, since the boy seemed to be in a contemplative mood. "Surely you have a best subject to pursue or study further.... I don't even have that." |
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"Yeah, I'm a seventh year." He chuckled a little at the assumption, and then proceeded to shake his head. "Not a one. I'm not great at anything, nor do I find any one thing particularly interesting." And that was what made this whole situation difficult. If only there was a career path for people who knew that a jiffy was an actual unit of time, and that Japan had over 200 flavours of KitKat. |
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