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Erik Odin Vinteren
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Text Cut: Those of you who RP'd as turning letters in. Quote:
Originally Posted by Bazinga  Minerva listened as the Elves were named. So many stayed hidden and didn't talk to the students. Minerva wondered why that was, but she wasn't one to have them do things for her either so she didn't have much interaction with them, but Tinka.. She had seen in classes and the kitchen. She felt wibbly thinking about it. She really really hoped Tinka was safe.
She turned to the parchment and began writing.. She would write to Tinka and hope for the best, but what if they were in danger, wouldn't the letters make it worse. She bit her lip at this thought. Tinka needed her whisk and she needed to be safe. She sighed and started writing.
Minerva finished looked it over again and got up. Walking it to the front she put it down and looked to Professor Vinteren, "Professor.. what if they are in danger and these letters make it worse?" She was super worried about this. "It is a good idea to try and find them though. I hope we get some answers. I just really hope they get them." She smiled again at him before heading back to her seat. "If vhat is vhe case, vhen I vill truly feel sorry for having had a hand in it." Erik replied to Minerva when she turned in her letter. His blue eyes certainly did seem sad at the thought. "I hope we get answers too. Ve can only try." It was better than sitting by and pretending doing nothing, wasn't it? Quote:
Originally Posted by lazykitty Who she thought was responsible and why? Well, that was getting into difficult and dangerous territory. But maybe it was time to let her inner Gryffindor shine for a bit? And speaking of Gryffindors, Sky couldn't help but chuckle a little at Vinteren's dismissal of the Minister's daughter. If that wasn't a subtle way of saying shove off, she didn't know what was.
Anyway, back to the task at hand. She thought over the assignment some more. And was coming up with more questions than answers. Man, she could really use a Ravenclaw right now. Finally, she just decided to put her confusion into words on the page. Gulp.
Once she was done, Sky got out of her seat, and with a surprising calmness that hid how nervous she was, placed her parchment on top of the Puffers and returned to her seat. Could class be dismissed now.......? How brave of the Slytherin, to write directly to him. Erik knew that was what the girl was doing as she turned her letter in, but he didn't read it as soon as she placed it on his desk. No, he would enjoy reading these accusations later, when he was alone. "Vhank you," was all he said when Sky turned her letter in. Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Letter writing time!! OKAY!! "Professor?" Lex stuck her hand up. "Is it fine if I write two letters? I'm not sure who I feel needs to be written to more." She waited a few seconds...just a few then decided it was okay because she'd already drawn two pieces of parchment and putting one back would be a waste. Not something she enjoyed. Ahem. The letters. The first she would address to the no good, rotten, low down, THIEVES who'd made her have burnt bread one too many times.
Now that she got that out of her system she could focus on a nicer message, one for the darling little house elves who needed to get home so Hogwarts wouldn't be a nightmare anymore. It was you know. It was like one of those horror films where kids had to do everything for themselves.
YES, those were horror films, they totally were.
Anyway. Next letter. SPOILER!!: Parchment Algamus,
I got only one word for you dude. Revolt. I don't care how much magic they have you're a bunch of house elves figure something out and high tail it back here! If it'll make you feel better you can beat yourselves over the head with stuff when you get back for being 'bad elfsies' or whatever, I'll even lend you a few of my History books to use not like I read them.
You guys have been gone long enough! Laundry is hard, the cooking here is horrid--which reminds me you all might wanna give Toddles a few cooking lessons when you get back in case someone swipes you all again because I'm assuming something bad will happen in the future, epic things have happened every year...just...this isn't the kind of epic I like...just saying...
So yeah! Grab the elves. Make your new masters one last cup of tea, cocoa, juice, merlin cares what then bid them goodbye, tell them you'll use force if necessary and that they should be afraid of you. Elves can revolt...I think...look, if goblins and trolls can then so can you, unless they never did and my history just sucks in which case pay no attention to that last bit. Anyway, COME HOME, WE MISS YOU ALL.
~Signed
Lex (I'm the one who likes tackling yooou guuuys) Text Cut: Normal font
Algamus,
I got only one word for you dude. Revolt. I don't care how much magic they have you're a bunch of house elves figure something out and high tail it back here! If it'll make you feel better you can beat yourselves over the head with stuff when you get back for being 'bad elfsies' or whatever, I'll even lend you a few of my History books to use not like I read them.
You guys have been gone long enough! Laundry is hard, the cooking here is horrid--which reminds me you all might wanna give Toddles a few cooking lessons when you get back in case someone swipes you all again because I'm assuming something bad will happen in the future, epic things have happened every year...just...this isn't the kind of epic I like...just saying...
So yeah! Grab the elves. Make your new masters one last cup of tea, cocoa, juice, merlin cares what then bid them goodbye, tell them you'll use force if necessary and that they should be afraid of you. Elves can revolt...I think...look, if goblins and trolls can then so can you, unless they never did and my history just sucks in which case pay no attention to that last bit. Anyway, COME HOME, WE MISS YOU ALL.
~Signed
Lex (I'm the one who likes tackling yooou guuuys)
THERE! She hopped out of her seat and reached over to place the pieces of parchment on the desk before slumping back into her seat with a proud grin. "Be sure they get it Sir, I want both parties to read every last word." GRIN. HoM had never been this fun! Looking for dead people and writing letters to baddies! Total WIN! "You can write as many as you vant, Alexa," Erik replied solemnly. He watched as she and the others got to work, and then gave her a small, very small, smile when she turned it in. "You have my vord I vill do my best to see vhat vhey get it." Heh. Quote:
Originally Posted by iceblossom22 Elise was tired and in absoloutely no mood to write a letter. If it meant saving the house elves, though, she'd do just about anything. She missed all the elves, even if she really didn't know all their names. It wasn't thaaat bad, though. She knew Tinka and Nimma. Just not Argy-something and a few others.
Scribbling a rather essay-like series of questions for the elves, she folded the paper into three just before the creepy professor managed to sneak up behind her. Then putting a nice seal on it, she slipped it into the tray labelled 'Tinka'. That should do it. "Vhank you," he said to the Ravenclaw captain when she turned one in to Tinka. Quote:
Originally Posted by jrtpuplvr Time to write some letters. Letters to House Elves he didn't know.
Placing his quill back on his desk, Asher was happy with his letters. It was hard to write to someone he had never met.
He took his two letters up to the professor and placed them on his desk before returning to his seat. Two letters from the Puff boy, good! Erik gave him a nod of approval when he turned his in. Quote:
Originally Posted by hpfan18 As Kace was thinking of ideas to write to which house ef, he saw the names on the board. He was glad. He remembered Belle talking about Tinka and he thought he could write a letter to her. Belle told him she was nice and helpful. He would write her a letter to her.....
There that letter seemed legit. He folded it and then put it onto the professor's desk. Then he returned to his seat and sat down.
And one from the littlest Hufflepuff too. "Vhank you." Quote:
Originally Posted by fanficfanatict Now it was time to actually write the letter and he didn't care at ALL if Vinteren read his letter at all, 'cause his was TO Vinteren. He was going to blame the Professor for stealing the elves so they could do this STUPID assignment of his, not that he really thought for a second that Vinteren stole the things, but this was a sneaky way of calling his assignment lame. Ugh. He didn't want to be here, yeah?
His letter was UTTER rubbish and he knew it. There was no way that a Hogwarts Professor would actually steal the elves, but technically he was DOING the assignment and TWEAKING his Professor at the same time. It was a win-win. After all, he had to find some way to keep himself entertained in these classes. Oh this one he was really looking forward to. -snort-
Erik gave the boy a cool stare as he turned his letter in, then went back to watching the rest of the class. Quote:
Originally Posted by Govoni So....seal it...? That was it?
Shrugging, he made a few changes to the body of the letter, just because he wasn't trying to be TOO rude, and bent to blow at the fresh ink. NO SMUDGES...The he started to carefully folding it up...
Digging into his bag of things, the Slytherin pulled out a black envelope and a sticker wax seal. It had to be a stick-em because Dylan obviously didn't have a wax stick with him...or a means to stamp it for that matter. So, it'd have to be a false seal...Also seeing as he didn't know how to seal it by magic...And if he did, he didn't remember.
Once the parchment had been folded up neatly, Dylan tucked it down into the envelope...and then peeled one of his stickers, quickly putting it in place. That would have to do... SPOILER!!: The Envelope and Letter! 
CLICK THE ENVELOPE! SPOILER!!: Text version! April 29th, 2081
To whomever was brave enough to steal from Gringott's
For starter’s, I’m not writing you because I’m impressed with your feat. On those grounds, I think it was a terribly stupid thing to do...and also terribly selfish.
However, I am curious as to why you might have done it. I have a few theories and I may or may not be wrong. For one, you probably have some vendetta against the Headmistress...and are using the deed as a source of blackmail. I can understand this as she’s a redhead and that particular kind of woman is very frustrating...or maybe you just don’t like her and are doing this as a means to discredit her as a leader during these hard times. If this is true, then that’s really cruel. Under different circumstances, I might appreciate your effort and the cunning and ambition that went into doing all that you have done...but I've had to wash my own clothes, clean my own dorm and common room, and fix my own food all term, on top of duties, lessons, homework, and studying for NEWTs. So, I’m less than agreeable at the moment.
Second thing...is that you have issues with how the school is ran in general...and seeing as the deed gives you ownership, you’re messing with the lot of us for revenge. Again...I can understand. Seems someone is almost dying every term...and it’s all very suspicious. With that said, are you behind the dementors? If you are, not cool, man.
My third theory is that you are a House Elf activist and stole the deed so you could free the elves solely because you believe in their cause so strongly. I don’t personally believe this theory...but if it IS the reason you went through all this trouble, I commend you for being so passionate about the Elves. Do you know Kurumi Hollingberry? You two would get on swimmingly.
That is all.
Anonymous
There. Done. Perfect. "Vhank you, Mister Montmorency." Erik was perhaps curious to see what this boy had to say the most...though naturally, he wouldn't be reading a sealed letter. Never. Quote:
Originally Posted by the fastest seeker So, they had to write a letter. And she had already made a couple of notes on that. She actually scribbled some notes on the three options first to see which one of the three options to see which one she had more thoughts on. Finally, she decided to write to whom ever STOLE the elves. Reaching for her quill, the snake hunched down and started scribbling her tongue stuck out in concentration.
Oh, she's been waiting for this chance forevah! SPOILER!!: The letter
To whomever had the guts,
Listen up! I don't know who you are, and I am not keen on learning so. You know what? I'll tell you what. For a very simple reason, you don't deserve MY recognition. Nope, not at all. And did I say it was only one reason? Well, there are plenty of reasons actually I'm not sure one letter would cover them. But I'll try to get on the important ones.
It's NOT okay to take away elves from where they belonged and loved to be. You might ask how I know they were, I'll tell you. I have lived with those elves for three years and could recognize their happy expressions when they cooked and cleaned for us. They were delighted and so were we then YOU came along. Yes, you. Don't stare at the letter like you don't know who I'm talking to. You are the reason of all the sadness in the world. Well, the sadness in Hogwarts which somehow leads to the world's sadness. Yup, it's that big. I bet you never thought of it when you decided to take away the elves. So many flaws in your plan, dude. You need lots of work.
You probably thought you were doing them a favor by peeling them away from where they belonged but you're dead wrong. I assure you, if the elves found out the current state of the school and the students, they'd be so upset. Dirty bathrooms, disgusting food, smelly students' robes. Poor things, I don't think they'd even survive upon knowing.
I'm writing this in an attempt to stir some dead feelings or neglected conscious in you. Like maybe very deep down you have something good in you. And note that I underlined 'deep'.
This is your last chance, because there will consequences one day. We will find you.
Your worst nightmare,
The snake finished the letter and reread it, then wiped the non-existed sweat on her forehead. PHEW! Man, she's been bottling this up the entire year. Finally she got the chance to vent. For a split second she wondered whether the signature was a liiittle bit dramatic but then she shrugged. Dramatic was good. And pretending to do stuff was good too.
The fourth-year folded the parchment then walked over to the Professor's desk and handed him the letter then she returned to her desk. The master conspiracy theorist received a nod and a polite smile when she turned her letter in too. "Vhank you." That would be an interesting read...heh.
Vinteren was looking at his watch to see how much longer the others had to submit their letters when he felt a weird chill come creeping into the classroom. How unusual; he kept his room and office very warm and well-stocked with firewood. Expecting the worst, Erik slowly rose from his desk and flicked his wand into his hand, just as the door blew open. Quote:
Originally Posted by DEMENTORS! The classroom suddenly became very cold as ice crept its way across the floor and up the legs of students' desks and chairs.
Rattle rattle rattle rattle.
Swooping into the classroom after easily opening the door with their awesome dementor abilities, the flock of hungry dementors came down upon the students. Oh no...nooo no no no no no...they were supposed to be on the second floor, this was the first floor. It was all wrong. Wrong wrong wrong wrong. "Expecto Patronum," Erik whispered, a hippogriff exploding out of his wand on cue and flying toward the dementors. It was just one though, as he hesitated to see whether he would need more... Quote:
Originally Posted by Harry174 Laura was writing her article to the house elves.
Just as she was finishing that she felt it get colder. "Eh Professor has someone..." Laura stopped when she spotted what was in the room. "Professor did you invite the Dementors?" the Professor could see them right? it wasn't just her that was seeing things again. "I did not invite vhem here," Erik answered the Hufflepuff loudly. He moved out from behind his desk now, his eyes still fixed on the dementors with a firm frown. Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Ahem. Now you see, Lex had already anticipated something like this happening and at some point, yup, she did and she already had her plan for this situation too. Like legit. Lex took a glance at the dementors before calmly rising and taking her stand then walking RIGHT UP TO MR. VINTEREN. After the night of the prefect event, she'd decided in herself that if attacked again, she would be with the man who effortlessly flicked hippogriffs from his wand.
Her eyes never left the creatures as they descended. She didn't know HOW to cast a patronus, she was, for lack of a better word, screwed. Ah but not really. Lex latched on to the end of his coat and moved even closer--if that was possible. It probably wasn't, then she waited on him to be the epic man she thought he was.
Well, what was he waiting for? They wouldn't have their souls forever.
She looked to the others in the room. If they were smart they would go to the ONLY ONE who was able to cast a PERFECTLY FUNCTIONAL patronus. Like...theirs only distracted dementors...his made them leave.
Clearly she knew what she was doing. But what...what was she doing? Why was Alexa Cambridge t o u c h i n g him? Again? Hadn't her hug catastrophe from detention been enough???!
Erik sidled away from the girl and into a defensive position in front of her. He wouldn't have her clinging to him but he would do her a favour and be a shield. Of sorts.
...they would be needing more patronuses now. Erik shook himself, forcing himself to focus, and started shooting a few more out of his wand. "Wands out, everyvone," he also calmly ordered the class. "Get behind me." If they could.
He, meanwhile, took a few steps closer to the dementors. Go away go away go away go anywhere but not here.
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