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"Hello everyone, and yes you are allowed to talk. Just don't be too distracting." She said waving the kid off, as it didn't matter. "In front of you, on the table is a cup, just raise your wand and the teapot will come and pour some tea in it. Sugar, lemon, honey and Milk are on the table, should you need them. Also if you wish to eat something, just say the words 'High Tea Please'..."
A three teared plate appeared in front of Hecate with scones, sweetbreads and sandwiches, "and the house elves will send this up for you. If you with for it to disappear..." she said and took a cucumber sandwich, "just say 'thank you'..." the plates vanished. "and it will be returned to the kitchen, where you can call it again."
She raised her wand and the teapot poured her a cup. "Now. You already know about the Vaxifloo potion... Think about muggle ailments... and we'll see if we can get a cure for it. Anyone?" She asked.
Up until the point when Lafay started talking, Sierra had been completely quiet. She'd still been trying to convince herself that attending this meeting was a good idea. She wasn't completely sold on the idea of helping the muggles, but she'd sit through this first meeting and just see how things went. Maybe she'd attend a second meeting, but maybe she wouldn't. It was honestly a little too early to tell.
She did perk up a little when her Head of House demonstrated how to magically have tea poured and how to summon a plate of food. Curiosity got the best of her, and she raised herwand and watched as the teapot poured her a glass of tea. She wasn't sure if she'd drink it--not right now, at least--but it was fun to watch magic in the making. At eleven-years-old, she was really still learning how to do all this wand work by herself.
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Lockhartian His reasoning for coming down here was certainly a very good one. Professor Lafay had said to come, and so he did. Of course, the fact that he liked Potions played a very important part, but really, who could say 'No' to Lafay? Yes, exactly.
"Hello Professor," he said, with a nod, as he took a seat in the round table. Haha. Round. Like a 'Knight'.
And he seemed to be joining in at a perfectly good timing too. "Well, Professor, I have wondered...after reading an article on the Quibbler...about Alzheimer, especially since wizards could be causing an increment in said disease." Not to mention that he was forever bound to focus on things that revolved around 'memory'.
Glancing up, she repeated,
"Alzheimer's, yeah." She lowered her wand and glanced from the professor to some boy who'd suddenly spoke up.
"They say it's a fate worse than death, and that the muggles really have no cure for it at all."