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Connected to the Armour Gallery, the Trophy Room is where all awards, trophies, cups, plates, shields, statues, and medals are put on display behind crystal glass. Dating back centuries are the numerous achievements that have been made by those who've walked within these walls. When the sunlight shines through the windows and hits the glass just right, the items and names within glimmer and shine oh so bright.
Hundreds of names can be read here, ranging from the great Harry Potter, teachers and ministers of the past, many of today's famous Quidditch players, and more. Carefully looking at all of the names on each individual nameplate, some of you just might even find your parents' names here. Feel free to admire and strive to get your name listed somewhere in this room before you graduate. Just don't press your fingers against the glass or think about having a late-night duel here. You will be sitting here every night for detention until each trophy and plaque in sight is polished to perfection if you do.
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Pocketing Ethan's latest owl (which was almost undecipherable and smeared with baby milk vomit), Noah followed his cousin's instructions to go to the Trophy Room of Hogwarts. It took the Gryffindor a good while to find the room since he'd never entered it before...ever, even questioning its existence, and secondly...well, his ego got the best of him and decided not to ask for directions from the portraits. It was until he realized that he'd spent a good amount of time wandering the halls, eating up his free period to nap back at the boathouse.
"Ah! Finally." he said triumphantly as he sauntered inside the empty room, except for the displays of cups and plaques of honoured students adorning the walls from top to bottom. It would be nice to make it as the Quidditch Captain really, but as a soon-to-be-rising seventh year, it looked like the opportunity already passed him by. But then again, big and better things were in the horizon for him. If he can keep up being a good and reliable U17 England chaser, then the possibilities would be endless for him.
Now onto this...bizarre mission.
Where is it...where...is...it....
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"It didn't go quite as planned." | The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.
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Having just finished up his office hours for the upcoming exam, Simon decided it was time to go for a walk. He needed to clear the cobwebs that came with his subject. History was fascinating and all but there were times when he had spent too much time looking at books, searching for answers, and whatnot that HE NEEDED A BREAK. And he loved books and mysteries.
So when he saw Noah Mordaunt enter the Trophy Room out of the corner of his eye. He was very curious to see what the boy was up too. Surely it wouldn’t be anything nefarious but Ethan had asked him to keep an eye on the boy. He decided to follow the youngest Mordaunt to see what he was up too.
The Trophy Room always brought back memories. Good and bad ones. His first kiss…. Agatha Hapagood. The battle of Hogwarts. Even envious ones too when he saw the Prefect’s plaque and saw his sister’s name of there. Show off, he thought. Both her and her husband. Despite smirking to himself and ragging on his sister, he couldn’t help but also feel extremely proud of her and her accomplishments. It was also bizarre to see her name as Olivia Holden and not Vi Salander.
But the focus of this MISSION was not to rag on her sister. It was to OBSERVE the young Mister Mordaunt’s behaviour. “Good afternoon Mr. Mordaunt. Did you find your Uncle’s name?”
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Originally Posted by Watson
Having just finished up his office hours for the upcoming exam, Simon decided it was time to go for a walk. He needed to clear the cobwebs that came with his subject. History was fascinating and all but there were times when he had spent too much time looking at books, searching for answers, and whatnot that HE NEEDED A BREAK. And he loved books and mysteries.
So when he saw Noah Mordaunt enter the Trophy Room out of the corner of his eye. He was very curious to see what the boy was up too. Surely it wouldn’t be anything nefarious but Ethan had asked him to keep an eye on the boy. He decided to follow the youngest Mordaunt to see what he was up too.
The Trophy Room always brought back memories. Good and bad ones. His first kiss…. Agatha Hapagood. The battle of Hogwarts. Even envious ones too when he saw the Prefect’s plaque and saw his sister’s name of there. Show off, he thought. Both her and her husband. Despite smirking to himself and ragging on his sister, he couldn’t help but also feel extremely proud of her and her accomplishments. It was also bizarre to see her name as Olivia Holden and not Vi Salander.
But the focus of this MISSION was not to rag on her sister. It was to OBSERVE the young Mister Mordaunt’s behaviour. “Good afternoon Mr. Mordaunt. Did you find your Uncle’s name?”
With the amount of names plastered on the wall, Noah found it dizzying to find the name that Ethan wrote in his letter. He was slightly annoyed at the fact that his uncle did not disclose anything else but this person's name, and what room to look.
He was in deep concentration that he missed the sound of footsteps made by his professor. Almost bumping his forehead on the glass, Noah straightened and turned to face the man he was hoping to have a chat with after this...mission. "Ah, professor. Just the man I needed!" the Gryffindor shoved his hands in his pockets and looked back at the wall of plaques. "Not yet...I didn't realize I'd get to see so many familiar names and I got distracted." he said, pointing at the Wall of Fame, just stopping at Hufflepuff's list to read Uncle Alec and Auntie Ella's names. He wasn't sure if Cece ever saw this bit of memento of her parents. "It's a bit bizarre to me that you guys were once students too." he shrugged. "You guys must've had a real blast." Noah smiled at the thought of a really young Professor Simon Holden, and Secret Agent Ethan Mordaunt sneaking out, staying up past their curfews to solve Hogwarts' crimesmysteries.
Noah stepped back from the wall, and stood beside the man to see the names at a better angle. "I'm not actually looking for my uncle's name..." he added, squinting his eyes to read the next plaque.
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"It didn't go quite as planned." | The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.