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sweetpinkpixie · 01-17-2015, 12:01 AM

SPOILER!!: Zander!

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Honestly, Zander knew as little about ties as he knew about Ancient Runes. So, it was probably a good thing that he wasn't going to be the one handling the ironing. Yes, very good thing. "Of course, Professor," and normally he wouldn't be all for volunteering to help inspect ties. Not really a great use of time, you know? Especially when he could be using that time to go play with his cruppy and stuff... But, he was probably going to be here for a bit and there was something appealing about focusing his mind on examining the thin pieces of fabric. It was like a nice break from all the wandering his mind had been doing lately. Especially since he felt so overworked with OWLs already.

He picked up a tie and examined it closely as his Head of House got up to grab the ironing board. Noticing a couple of folds in the fabric, he gently set it down to the side, somewhere that would be easily distinguishable from the rest of the collection. Then he reached for another one and began inspecting it in the same process as he had the other. "Do you normally do this all on your own, sir?" He knew he wasn't supposed to call Professor Flamsteed 'sir', but it was kind of a habit now. But anyways, there were a lot of ties. And if his Head of House did this every single month... Well, that's even more tiring than Arithmancy Homework. Well okay, maybe not as tiring as that. But pretty near close.

Though he wasn't really here to inquire about the tie inspecting techniques... No, there were other reasons. Lots of reasons. But one main one. Giving the tie in hand one lass thorough look, he set it down in a new pile on the other side of his legs. This one didn't have any crinkles. He triple checked. "I know I didn't really get the chance to say this before, Professor... But I just wanted to say thank you, for this," he glanced down at the Prefect badge stuck on his chest and then back up at his Head of House, before picking up another tie. "Thanks for believing in me, even though I bet Kevin hasn't been all too happy with you 'cause of it." Yeah, that's right. He had seen the look on the fourth year's face in the luggage compartment. And though he did try to act otherwise, the disappointment was there. And it had bothered Zander. A lot, actually. Though talking to Lottie helped ease that a bit.

Raising an eyebrow and clearing his throat at the use of 'sir' - no need to correct the boy. Seemed nervous enough as it was, no need to make things worse. "During the term, yes," he nodded. "Although when time permits I sometimes return to London to visit this fantastic establishment called a dry cleaners. Have you ever been? For a people that have no magical blood, muggles certainly can work wonders with stains and wrinkles."

But that was beside the point...and incredibly off topic. Sort of. Certainly not what Mr. Adair had come to discuss.

"While your thanks is appreciated, it is also unnecessary," he chuckled. "You earned it, Mr. Adair. The entire staff at Hogwarts believes in you...so no pressure." He meant that to be more as a joke, a feeble attempt to lighten the mood...but it most likely just did the opposite. Mention of Mr. Hirase caused him to rub his temples. "I hope he did not give you a hard time," he said, turning over a tie in his hand oh-so-casually. "And I understand that your new responsibilities as a prefect may bring about some complications with your friendship, just remember Neville Longbottom and the courage it takes to stand up to your friends."

No, he was not implying that the prefect should keep a close watch on his friend or that he should come down harder on the boy. Mostly, because Mr. Hirase could be overly ambitious and create double doors when he saw a window, that Mr. Adair not let his friend take advantage of his generous nature. The astronomer had already seen it done once.

SPOILER!!: Kace

Nodding, the professor leaned back into his seat and tapped his chin. "I could do that," he nodded before reaching for another piece of parchment to make a memo to owl the young man's parents. Professor Botros would have his information on file, so he would need to stop by the old man's office later to get that.

"Well, you're looking at one profession in the wizarding world," he chuckled. "But there is also with at the Ministry, specifically in the departments of Mysteries and Environmental Protection. You'll find that a majority of wizarding astronomers seek to integrate their profession into the muggle world where scientific study is a focal point. Our society, and justly so, is focused on magic and not so much the science. However, a few of my colleagues from university are in the midst of establishing a wizarding organization - one that is attempting to expand on the magical aspect of the field."

SPOILER!!: Sophie!

Quote:

Originally Posted by feeheeheeny

It seems your true passion is in the dream of becoming a wandmaker.

...Huh. That comment resonated deeply with her, and she tried her best to hold her tongue and stay quiet and focused as he continued to talk. Was he right, though? Was... wandlore really her passion, then, if she had taken a secondary interest in the other subjects to be a successful wandmaker in the first place, and then her love for the other subjects made sense and was perfectly okay? And... and maybe it could be okay as a wandmaker, then, because she would get to combine all of her favorite subjects into one grand profession.

At his last statement, Sophie returned the smile and instinctively moved to curl up in the chair she was sitting in as she opened her mouth to respond, but she first had enough awareness of where she was and who she was with to slip her wand from its holster and casually cast a quick, "Scourgify," on the bottoms of her shoes as she lifted them before letting them come in contact with the chair. Respect for his belongings and all, while still doing what she wanted. He could still reprimand her if he wanted, but now in a more comfortable sitting position, she pressed on with her reply.

"Thank you for your assessment, professor. I see what you mean. Wands... they're the coolest, aren't they? It takes a wicked sharp mind to create one without disastrous results, and there are so many different wand properties and combinations and they're so unique and have minds of their own," she explained with a smile, stroking the twisting carvings of the vine wand still in her hands. "Being able to create something so vital and powerful and important to each and every magical person in the wizarding world and making a difference like that. It's a cool thought, isn't it?"

Her smile had grown, and though she didn't expect him to share her enthusiasm, she did think he understood how important their wandmakers were, and thus was reading every crevice of his face to gauge his thoughts on the matter. "It's such a hard field. Crazy difficult. But..." She gazed down at her wand momentarily, pressing her lips together firmly as she chose her next words carefully, "I can do it. I may not one of the most brilliant minds you've ever encountered in your lifetime nor your brightest student, but I've got the ambition and the wits and the passion to be one of the best wandmakers in the whole world, I do know that. I'd do whatever it takes, just like I've done over the past four years to master the most important subjects for it." So... if she was so certain about that... perhaps it was the best way to go?

But astronomy.

"Y'know what you should do? You should hold a... thing, an event over the summers. Like, for alumni. I know - even though you'll never admit it aloud and you'll probably deny it profusely - that Lex and Lotus were your favorites, and m'sure plenty others over the years. Wouldn't it be cool to hold an annual event and get everyone to gather together? Geek out over astronomy? Watch Star Trek? A professional event, of course, no breaching your well-held views on keeping up your professionalism - but it'd be a cool way to keep people excited about astronomy even after they graduate and go off into the real world to pursue other interests. I mean, astronomy is super important to us all of our lives, it doesn't just stop being important after we graduate -" she stopped for a proper breath, then gave a shrug accompanied by exasperatedly flailing arms and added, "and that'd be a fun way to do it. That way, in the future, y'won't have to be completely devastated when your favorites leave, like you're gonna be when me and Tobes leave, 'cause you'd know we could always show up at your annual astronomy-is-fun-even-into-adulthood club." HEHEHE. She was teasing now, see?

"...M'just kidding. Well, mostly." But not really.

He may not have shared her fascination with wands and wandlore, but he was grinning from ear to ear nonetheless - which probably gave off the impression that he really was fascinated by the field. Truth of the matter was that he was just giddy over seeing a student, no matter what age, showing their passion for something. Astronomy or not. Literally seeing their eyes light up and thus illuminating the future ahead of them was perhaps the biggest payoff as a professor. Scratch that, not just as an educator...but as a human being.

Was this....what being a parent felt like?

Woah there. Scratch that thought too. Parenting. Sweet solstice let's not get sidetracked, Flamsteed.

"Truly, Miss Brown, I believe you have found your calling and I have no doubt that you will succeed," he winked at the Ravenclaw. Perhaps if his own wand were to meet some sort of unfortunate accident - never on purpose, of course - he would be purchasing a wand from her one day. "I do not know how I can be of assistance with this dream, but if additional course work in the field of astronomy would be beneficial I can certainly arrange that." Plenty of independent study books on his shelf, for example.

She was right about that, he would never admit to such things out loud or really allow his mind to wander to such an assumption either. He liked to think he was impartial, but when students showed a vested interested in his subject - like Miss Brown was doing right now - it was hard for the scales not to be tipped a little.

"You know, that idea is rather appealing," he nodded, tapping his chin thoughtfully as he ventured a glance towards his bookshelf of science fiction novels. "Should my summer schedule allow for it, I may need to think up something." She also reminded him that he needed to get in contact with a few of his graduates about part-time job offer during the summer as a camp counselor at the National Space Centre. It was on his seemingly never ending to-do list.

Oh...wait...what? She was joking?

"Way to get my hopes up, Miss Brown," he said, laying on the sad kicked cruppy face rather thick and looking at his cup as he drummed against its sides.

01-17-2015, 12:01 AM	#18 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,990 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf SPOILER!!: Zander! Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Honestly, Zander knew as little about ties as he knew about Ancient Runes. So, it was probably a good thing that he wasn't going to be the one handling the ironing. Yes, very good thing. "Of course, Professor," and normally he wouldn't be all for volunteering to help inspect ties. Not really a great use of time, you know? Especially when he could be using that time to go play with his cruppy and stuff... But, he was probably going to be here for a bit and there was something appealing about focusing his mind on examining the thin pieces of fabric. It was like a nice break from all the wandering his mind had been doing lately. Especially since he felt so overworked with OWLs already. He picked up a tie and examined it closely as his Head of House got up to grab the ironing board. Noticing a couple of folds in the fabric, he gently set it down to the side, somewhere that would be easily distinguishable from the rest of the collection. Then he reached for another one and began inspecting it in the same process as he had the other. "Do you normally do this all on your own, sir?" He knew he wasn't supposed to call Professor Flamsteed 'sir', but it was kind of a habit now. But anyways, there were a lot of ties. And if his Head of House did this every single month... Well, that's even more tiring than Arithmancy Homework. Well okay, maybe not as tiring as that. But pretty near close. Though he wasn't really here to inquire about the tie inspecting techniques... No, there were other reasons. Lots of reasons. But one main one. Giving the tie in hand one lass thorough look, he set it down in a new pile on the other side of his legs. This one didn't have any crinkles. He triple checked. "I know I didn't really get the chance to say this before, Professor... But I just wanted to say thank you, for this," he glanced down at the Prefect badge stuck on his chest and then back up at his Head of House, before picking up another tie. "Thanks for believing in me, even though I bet Kevin hasn't been all too happy with you 'cause of it." Yeah, that's right. He had seen the look on the fourth year's face in the luggage compartment. And though he did try to act otherwise, the disappointment was there. And it had bothered Zander. A lot, actually. Though talking to Lottie helped ease that a bit. Raising an eyebrow and clearing his throat at the use of 'sir' - no need to correct the boy. Seemed nervous enough as it was, no need to make things worse. "During the term, yes," he nodded. "Although when time permits I sometimes return to London to visit this fantastic establishment called a dry cleaners. Have you ever been? For a people that have no magical blood, muggles certainly can work wonders with stains and wrinkles." But that was beside the point...and incredibly off topic. Sort of. Certainly not what Mr. Adair had come to discuss. "While your thanks is appreciated, it is also unnecessary," he chuckled. "You earned it, Mr. Adair. The entire staff at Hogwarts believes in you...so no pressure." He meant that to be more as a joke, a feeble attempt to lighten the mood...but it most likely just did the opposite. Mention of Mr. Hirase caused him to rub his temples. "I hope he did not give you a hard time," he said, turning over a tie in his hand oh-so-casually. "And I understand that your new responsibilities as a prefect may bring about some complications with your friendship, just remember Neville Longbottom and the courage it takes to stand up to your friends." No, he was not implying that the prefect should keep a close watch on his friend or that he should come down harder on the boy. Mostly, because Mr. Hirase could be overly ambitious and create double doors when he saw a window, that Mr. Adair not let his friend take advantage of his generous nature. The astronomer had already seen it done once. SPOILER!!: Kace Quote: Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin Kace took the flyer about the Astronomy Camp the Professor suggested. He began looking at it and it looked bloody cool! He was impressed with how much he could do. He even saw the large telescope he could use and his inner dorkness was showing. He was grinning like a little kid at a candy store. "This is amazing Professor and I think the one in America would be better for me." He saw it is was in Arizona so it wasn't too bad. He could just take a little plane there and his parents would have to come and see it. Aahhh the parents. "Actually professor could I give you my address and you can OWL my parents the information about the costs and such." I mean it seemed logical right? He was getting excited about this. He would tell Flamsteed after this summer about his experience. He was curious about this too.."Is there any Astrological profession to do in the Wizarding world?" Nodding, the professor leaned back into his seat and tapped his chin. "I could do that," he nodded before reaching for another piece of parchment to make a memo to owl the young man's parents. Professor Botros would have his information on file, so he would need to stop by the old man's office later to get that. "Well, you're looking at one profession in the wizarding world," he chuckled. "But there is also with at the Ministry, specifically in the departments of Mysteries and Environmental Protection. You'll find that a majority of wizarding astronomers seek to integrate their profession into the muggle world where scientific study is a focal point. Our society, and justly so, is focused on magic and not so much the science. However, a few of my colleagues from university are in the midst of establishing a wizarding organization - one that is attempting to expand on the magical aspect of the field." SPOILER!!: Sophie! Quote: Originally Posted by feeheeheeny It seems your true passion is in the dream of becoming a wandmaker. ...Huh. That comment resonated deeply with her, and she tried her best to hold her tongue and stay quiet and focused as he continued to talk. Was he right, though? Was... wandlore really her passion, then, if she had taken a secondary interest in the other subjects to be a successful wandmaker in the first place, and then her love for the other subjects made sense and was perfectly okay? And... and maybe it could be okay as a wandmaker, then, because she would get to combine all of her favorite subjects into one grand profession. At his last statement, Sophie returned the smile and instinctively moved to curl up in the chair she was sitting in as she opened her mouth to respond, but she first had enough awareness of where she was and who she was with to slip her wand from its holster and casually cast a quick, "*Scourgify," on the bottoms of her shoes as she lifted them before letting them come in contact with the chair. Respect for his belongings and all, while still doing what she wanted. He could still reprimand her if he wanted, but now in a more comfortable sitting position, she pressed on with her reply. "Thank you for your assessment, professor. I see what you mean. Wands... they're the coolest, aren't they? It takes a wicked sharp mind to create one without disastrous results, and there are so many different wand properties and combinations and they're so unique and have minds of their own," she explained with a smile, stroking the twisting carvings of the vine wand still in her hands. "Being able to create* something so vital and powerful and important to each and every magical person in the wizarding world and making a difference like that. It's a cool thought, isn't it?*" Her smile had grown, and though she didn't expect him to share her enthusiasm, she did* think he understood how important their wandmakers were, and thus was reading every crevice of his face to gauge his thoughts on the matter. "It's such a hard field. Crazy difficult. But..." She gazed down at her wand momentarily, pressing her lips together firmly as she chose her next words carefully, "I can do it. I may not one of the most brilliant minds you've ever encountered in your lifetime nor your brightest student, but I've got the ambition and the wits and the passion to be one of the best wandmakers in the whole world, I do know that. I'd do whatever it takes, just like I've done over the past four years to master the most important subjects for it." So... if she was so certain about that... perhaps it was the best way to go? But astronomy. "Y'know what you should do? You should hold a... thing, an event over the summers. Like, for alumni. I know - even though you'll never admit it aloud and you'll probably deny it profusely - that Lex and Lotus were your favorites, and m'sure plenty others over the years. Wouldn't it be cool to hold an annual event and get everyone to gather together? Geek out over astronomy? Watch Star Trek? A professional event, of course, no breaching your well-held views on keeping up your professionalism - but it'd be a cool way to keep people excited about astronomy even after they graduate and go off into the real world to pursue other interests. I mean, astronomy is super important to us all of our lives, it doesn't just stop being important after we graduate -" she stopped for a proper breath, then gave a shrug accompanied by exasperatedly flailing arms and added, "and that'd be a fun way to do it. That way, in the future, y'won't have to be completely devastated when your favorites leave, like you're gonna be when me and Tobes leave, 'cause you'd know we could always show up at your annual astronomy-is-fun-even-into-adulthood club." HEHEHE. She was teasing now, see? "...M'just kidding. Well, mostly." But not really. He may not have shared her fascination with wands and wandlore, but he was grinning from ear to ear nonetheless - which probably gave off the impression that he really was fascinated by the field. Truth of the matter was that he was just giddy over seeing a student, no matter what age, showing their passion for something. Astronomy or not. Literally seeing their eyes light up and thus illuminating the future ahead of them was perhaps the biggest payoff as a professor. Scratch that, not just as an educator...but as a human being. Was this....what being a parent felt like? Woah there. Scratch that thought too. Parenting. Sweet solstice let's not get sidetracked, Flamsteed. "Truly, Miss Brown, I believe you have found your calling and I have no doubt that you will succeed," he winked at the Ravenclaw. Perhaps if his own wand were to meet some sort of unfortunate accident - never on purpose, of course - he would be purchasing a wand from her one day. "I do not know how I can be of assistance with this dream, but if additional course work in the field of astronomy would be beneficial I can certainly arrange that." Plenty of independent study books on his shelf, for example. She was right about that, he would never admit to such things out loud or really allow his mind to wander to such an assumption either. He liked to think he was impartial, but when students showed a vested interested in his subject - like Miss Brown was doing right now - it was hard for the scales not to be tipped a little. "You know, that idea is rather appealing," he nodded, tapping his chin thoughtfully as he ventured a glance towards his bookshelf of science fiction novels. "Should my summer schedule allow for it, I may need to think up something." She also reminded him that he needed to get in contact with a few of his graduates about part-time job offer during the summer as a camp counselor at the National Space Centre. It was on his seemingly never ending to-do list. Oh...wait...what? She was joking? "Way to get my hopes up, Miss Brown," he said, laying on the sad kicked cruppy face rather thick and looking at his cup as he drummed against its sides. __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes