| Puffskein
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Sixth Year |  Claws do it BETTER! | | Language NERD!
SPOILER!!: Williamson Quote:
Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl 
"He's not a harmful creature, that's right," Williamson agreed with the student who raised his hand. Still didn't know the albino-like kid's name though. "This DOES make him a candidate for the 'being' classification, as Da--- Professor Scabior said, EXCELLENT point!" he nearly applauded for the boy right then and there.
But. "The real question is: Does Bartholomew Henry WANT the classification of 'being,' since both merpeople and centaurs have refused it in the past? And what's more, are the rumors that Mr. Henry is actually Godric Gryffindor in animagus form true?"
He winked at the students and turned toward the Giant Squid, bowing deeply toward him. "What are your thoughts on these questions, Sir Squid?"
So it couldn't.. Harm anyone... G-good information, to know for future refferance at the lake... Oh well okay she really much prefered the Proffeser talk to the giant squid and not herself, she emm wouldn't know what to ask... It seemed a bit weird though asking a giant squid a question about it's habitate like right there it 'replied' weird... But lots of them talked but the were creatures she'd never seen before but she had seen a normal squid before so looking at this fellow was quite bicular SPOILER!!: The Giant Squid Quote:
Originally Posted by The Giant Squid Bartholomew Henry took it upon himself to directly answer all the students who were addressing him, either directly or indirectly. He would have preferred the former, but did not mind the latter. This was a school of education after all, yes?
"No." The squid flicked a tentacle in annoyance. "They do not have elections down below. They are autocratic."
"They do not attack me because they respect me," he informed the Huffler. "Or they fear me." As they should.
"The food chain is a part of every ecosystem, yes, but I do not have a taste of dark creatures or sentient beings, Miss Slytherin." Bartholomew Henry's tone was stern as he stared at the girl with his giant squiddy eyes.
"We respect each other and our territories. Yes." Ravenclaw. Figured.
The squid let out a low chuckle that sounded like wet feet squishing into soft carpet at this one's answer. "If they are not getting along or are causing problems for the rest of the lake, yes, I do occasionally act as a peacekeeper." If he could smile, he would be smiling right now. "They do listen to me."
"Correct!" Except on one thing. "Merpeople are, according to the Ministry, still beasts. Do not forget."
"I do rule the lake," the Squid allowed a note of pride to color his low, dulcet tones. "But I am not a negotiator." He was far above such a simple human role.
"I am NOT a translator!" How offensive! Barty started creeping back into the depths of the lake upon hearing this rude child's answer.
"Thank you," he murmured softly, halting his retreat.
"I do not want the classification of 'being'," stated Bartholomew Henry. "For I am and never was a being." The Willy Boy got another flick to the head, though the Ravenclaw received a tentacle salute. "Apology accepted."
He moved a tentacle in a motion like a whip and gently cracked the History of Magic man on the rear. "Everett. Pay attention and tell the students how I came to live in this lake."
"I am the oldest and wisest creature in the lake," the squid agreed proudly. "Well said!"
"Yes......yes there is a hierarchy...." The squid's tone reeked of smugness.
"Not a treaty in your human sense of the word, but yes, something like that." A natural understanding of sorts.
"I do...when I see them," Bartholomew admitted, not certain if the students were aware of how deep he liked to stay submerged usually.
"No agreement. There are no creatures with that lake that are a threat to me."
"I am not a spokesperson, a translator, a representative, or anything of the kind." When was Hogwarts going to accept this? "I am me and I live by my own rules."
"Yes. Very good." Good job, young Huffler.
"I am not their leader. We still compete for food sources although in times of trouble...." he flicked a tentacle out dramatically, "I have been looked to for leadership."
Whilst waiting for Everett to tell his story, Barty sank down into the depths of the lake a bit more, though he was still very visible to the class. "Any other questions for me, children?" he threw out. Might as well get those over with.
W-well what exactly would you supposidly ask a Giant Squid other than WOOOAAAH? she just.. smiled at him instead, It would be better that way
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