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Join Date: Apr 2011 Location: Frome
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Rosemary Athena Elizabeth Ann McGonagall First Year | Quote:
Originally Posted by Oesed Rosamund bristled. She supposed the girl hadn't meant to sound quite as offensive, but all the same, she had.
The sphinx took a small breath. "Once a riddle is told, it mustn't be repeated." Rosemary blushed slightly, "Thank you and I apologise if I offended you Lady Rosamund...." She commented softly before she wrote down more facts. Quote:
Originally Posted by Oesed It was not Rosamund who answered, though she did look at Kurumi, but Professor MacFusty. "And this, I believe, is the next and last person of the lesson." He waited a couple of moments, to see if there were any other questions for Rosamund--not that, judging by the sphinx's eager stance, Rosamund would be kind enough to answer any. "Lady Rosamund has been kind enough to provide us a few riddles of her own." Actually, Rosamund had demanded this, but it was not necessary for any of the students to know that. "Now, there are three things you should know, that several of you must be thinking right now; if you do not answer correctly, you will not be attacked." Even if Rosamund wanted to, she would not be able to. "Second, think your answer through; when you have it, provide an explanation that can support it. And third," He gave them all a very serious look. "If you don't have an answer at all, then remain silent."
Sure that by now they'd all written down what was on the blackboard, Lachlan tapped his wand against it and the words, "And raise your hand before answering," appeared on it. "Whenever you are ready, Rosamund." Rosamund, who had begun to pace as soon as Lachlan began to talk, shot him an eager grin upon hearing his last words. As if on cue, she sat upon her hind legs and acquired a very serious, and detached expression. A small smile danced upon her rosy lips. “I am a long and strong, powerful impaler,
I bring the greatest to their knees, when in the hand of man.
Broad, flat, thin, thick. Think, my greatness?
Compared to a certain Death Stick.” "Wand... Elder Wand.... Sword..... Staff?" Rosemary mused as she thought the riddle through her head."
Last edited by Rosemary McGonagall; 05-16-2011 at 07:33 PM.
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