08-13-2014, 11:22 AM
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| *declones* astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Ah yes, it would not be a complete day at Hogwarts without THAT look from the Headmistress. Jealousy, he could definitely sense it. She wanted herself a pink snowsuit. At least that was what he was going to tell himself so he didn't allow the daggers coming from her eyes to do any damage.
Checking the measurements on all the Galileo thermometers he had placed around, he gave each Ministry worker a salute as they arrived but didn't utter any words to them. He was muttering to himself, however, about numbers and atmospheric pressure and the Coriolis effect and prevailing winds...things that probably went over the heads of the majority of the people present. He did pause just long enough to flash Medea a quick smile as he then went about collecting the thermometers he had set out.
Inconsistent measurements. Very maddening stuff. The only thing that remained consistent was the way that the clouds were rotating around Hogwarts indicating that the eye of this magical storm was in the Forbidden Forest. Yep...already knew that. Stellar.
Oh, they were moving to the forest already. Aaaaaaaaaalrighty then.
Slugging his bag over his shoulder, the astronomer followed closely behind with his wand at the ready.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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