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Starbreeze · 01-08-2011, 12:11 AM

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Originally Posted by Jack Mannequin

Eben stared at the boy like he was completely mental. For one thing, he was asking a million questions at once. And for another, he was asking the most bizarre questions he had ever heard. Drink hair, magical or otherwise, the thought of it was just revolting.

Now he was going to go step by step to answer the boy's question, hoping to get all of them answered. Eben looked down in the cup and saw the small hair, frowned a bit and looked up at the boy who had a head full of blonde. "It might be yours, it's a bit light. I don't think that elf hair is so very short or light." Eben pictured a house elf's hair to be much longer like a girl's and it didn't seem that way in this goblet.

"And I don't think that a house elf's magic is usually transferable like any other sort of magical creature." he said shaking his head. After seeing his parents work amongst magical creatures all his life, he had never seen them take samples or observe house elves before.

"I suppose that hair got there by accident as things happen." Eben concluded and pushed the cup back towards the boy. With all his questions, it seemed to get Eben's brain working as he finally felt more awake than he had all morning.

"My hair!" Eino exclaimed taking yet another close look at the hair. He brought the goblet very close to his face and studied it for a few seconds. It was rather short and light. Well, how did it end up there? He recalled resting his head on his hand soon after he poured himself the juice so it was possible it fell in the goblet soon after that. "Blimey!" Eino said putting his goblet down, disappointed that it wasn't house-elf hair. He would very much like to collect some of it to experiment with it. Perhaps it was the missing ingredient for this sneezing potion. Eino returned his attention to the boy nonetheless, who continued to answer his questions. House elf magic was not transferable by hair? So house elf hair wasn't a potions ingredients? "Blimey..." Eino repeated. Maybe by house-elf tail? Did they even have a tail? Or perhaps their eyes. Eino took the goblet back in his hands and smiled at the boy. "Thank you!" He began to slide himself back to his spot but stopped suddenly. Oh, where are my manners! He thought to himself as he turned to the boy a second time. "My name's Eino, by the way. What is yours?" Eino only knew another older student, and that was Mr. Jimmy, who had suggested he use roadkill to make pretty and handsome coats, which was rather a nice idea since Eino didn't know about roadkill.

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Starbreeze Kappa Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: Kanto Posts: 14,865 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eino Uronen Sixth Year	♛ Certified Pogrebin Hunter ♛ Lucki Minaj ☠ RAH RAH I'M A DUNGEON DRAGON ☠ Quote: Originally Posted by Jack Mannequin Eben stared at the boy like he was completely mental. For one thing, he was asking a million questions at once. And for another, he was asking the most bizarre questions he had ever heard. Drink hair, magical or otherwise, the thought of it was just revolting. Now he was going to go step by step to answer the boy's question, hoping to get all of them answered. Eben looked down in the cup and saw the small hair, frowned a bit and looked up at the boy who had a head full of blonde. "It might be yours, it's a bit light. I don't think that elf hair is so very short or light." Eben pictured a house elf's hair to be much longer like a girl's and it didn't seem that way in this goblet. "And I don't think that a house elf's magic is usually transferable like any other sort of magical creature." he said shaking his head. After seeing his parents work amongst magical creatures all his life, he had never seen them take samples or observe house elves before. "I suppose that hair got there by accident as things happen." Eben concluded and pushed the cup back towards the boy. With all his questions, it seemed to get Eben's brain working as he finally felt more awake than he had all morning. "My hair!" Eino exclaimed taking yet another close look at the hair. He brought the goblet very close to his face and studied it for a few seconds. It was rather short and light. Well, how did it end up there? He recalled resting his head on his hand soon after he poured himself the juice so it was possible it fell in the goblet soon after that. "Blimey!" Eino said putting his goblet down, disappointed that it wasn't house-elf hair. He would very much like to collect some of it to experiment with it. Perhaps it was the missing ingredient for this sneezing potion. Eino returned his attention to the boy nonetheless, who continued to answer his questions. House elf magic was not transferable by hair? So house elf hair wasn't a potions ingredients? "Blimey..." Eino repeated. Maybe by house-elf tail? Did they even have a tail? Or perhaps their eyes. Eino took the goblet back in his hands and smiled at the boy. "Thank you!" He began to slide himself back to his spot but stopped suddenly. Oh, where are my manners! He thought to himself as he turned to the boy a second time. "My name's Eino, by the way. What is yours?" Eino only knew another older student, and that was Mr. Jimmy, who had suggested he use roadkill to make pretty and handsome coats, which was rather a nice idea since Eino didn't know about roadkill.