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Crayola · 05-07-2014, 06:50 PM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Jake was just about to cross over to the other side of the doors again when someone was there, telling him where the staff table was. Ooooookay?

"Yeah, I know," Jake nodded, nodding and glancing up there once again. Why was-... ohhhhh. Okay, yeah, that made sense. He looked back at the boy and relaxed his posture a little before shaking his head. "No, I'm not a professor. I'm with the ministry. Hit Wizard."

As he said this, Jake became aware of more kids entering the Hall, and he glanced over at them, just dOING HIS JOB. He was actually starting to regret standing by this door so early, when people were bound to still be arriving. But still, he was here now, and really this was one of the best views of the place.

Nudging his glasses up his face again, Jake looked again to the kid that had spoken to him. He briefly considered trying to be funny and asking if HE was a professor... but decided against it. Humour was hard.

Richard really hoped that the man wasn't a professor. He had inadvertently called him mate, and he assumed that wasn't exactly the proper way to address a professor. Let's be honest, this professor didn't exactly seem like the nice type so that was one class he was definitely going to fail.

OH. But he wasn't a professor.

"A Hit Wizard?" The fourteen year old inquired, curiously. "Do people like ... pay you to do stuff? Kill people?" Or just hit them, he didn't know. OHMIGOSH. Was that why people looked like someone was about to die? Because it actually was? Wow. Something was actually happening at his feast. Sweet.

He stood curiously around, watching as a few people walked past and greeted the man. HMMM. Was he a Hit Wizard and the Ministry or something?

05-07-2014, 06:50 PM	#18 (permalink)
Crayola DMAC Occamy Join Date: Mar 2007 Location: Disneyland Posts: 63,102 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dezi Willard Fifth Year x2	Mrs. Alex Turner asterisks user Secret Door Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Jake was just about to cross over to the other side of the doors again when someone was there, telling him where the staff table was. Ooooookay? "Yeah, I know," Jake nodded, nodding and glancing up there once again. Why was-... ohhhhh. Okay, yeah, that made sense. He looked back at the boy and relaxed his posture a little before shaking his head. "No, I'm not a professor. I'm with the ministry. Hit Wizard." As he said this, Jake became aware of more kids entering the Hall, and he glanced over at them, just dOING HIS JOB. He was actually starting to regret standing by this door so early, when people were bound to still be arriving. But still, he was here now, and really this was one of the best views of the place. Nudging his glasses up his face again, Jake looked again to the kid that had spoken to him. He briefly considered trying to be funny and asking if HE was a professor... but decided against it. Humour was hard. Richard really hoped that the man wasn't a professor. He had inadvertently called him mate, and he assumed that wasn't exactly the proper way to address a professor. Let's be honest, this professor didn't exactly seem like the nice type so that was one class he was definitely going to fail. OH. But he wasn't a professor. "A Hit Wizard?" The fourteen year old inquired, curiously. "Do people like ... pay you to do stuff? Kill people?" Or just hit them, he didn't know. OHMIGOSH. Was that why people looked like someone was about to die? Because it actually was? Wow. Something was actually happening at his feast. Sweet. He stood curiously around, watching as a few people walked past and greeted the man. HMMM. Was he a Hit Wizard and the Ministry or something? __________________