05-14-2013, 08:20 AM
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| Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Fourth Year x5 x3
| Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict She wasn’t half as scared of potions now as she had been in previous terms, but then, by now Kendall had figured out her survival strategy for the class. All she had to do was follow everything Professor Lafay did exactly, and there wouldn’t be any risk of her exploding her cauldron, being set ablaze, or anything else. Of course, coming off of last summer, and the events that she was still not really remembering aside from the fact she’d ended up with a broken wrist and a temporarily sore leg out of it all, even the Slytherin head of house wasn’t entirely terrifying anymore. Even Professor Lafay having to deal with all the craziness about Hogwarts selling half of their stuff and all of them having to pay to do everything wasn’t as terrifying as the hole in her memory that Patrick was starting to try to explain to her.
Maybe she’d get lucky and they’d be brewing something that could help her find out what memories she was missing. She could always hope, but the expression on the professor’s face as she’d entered the classroom seemed to bode otherwise. Especially when it didn’t look like there was anything set up for them to be brewing anything. “Good morning, Professor Lafay,” she said, sending the woman a hesitant smile before taking her seat at her usual workstation. She wasn’t about to be the one who started things off on the wrong foot, so politeness was key. Along with being prepared, so she applied herself to taking her potions journal and a quill out of her school bag, shifting chocolate aside at the same time and keeping her potions kit safe for the time being. She wouldn’t take that out until they knew it was needed, but notes always happened.
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