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Originally Posted by feeheeheeny  Sophie did notice that he stayed put behind his desk, but she just thought he was being lazy and tired and couldn't be bothered with coming over to sit by her. His expression wasn't ideal, though, and she could tell he WAS actually unamused before he even said it.
But then his words confirmed it.
"Why?" Sophie shrugged. "It's not like it's true. They're not spoiling my reputation or anything, 'cause anyone who knows me knows better than to think I'd have even an ounce of darkness in me. And Dakest is too cool to be a Dark wizard. Sure, he's awfully suspicious and seems super on edge sometimes, but I think that's just the Auror in him." She saw that in both her own father and her cousin's wife, Vivi. "Y'don't actually think he could be a Dark wizard, do you?" Is that why he was so unamused? Cosgrach frowned as he watched her. Why was she so... trusting? It was very possible that Sabel was a dark wizard. Who would know? Who could really read minds here? Cosgrach could, but he'd need Veritaserum for that and a Ministry permission.
"If he was, who would know?" he asked rhetorically, "he is the most capable of defending himself here. With his 'auror' history and 'constant vigilance' nonsense, no one would suspect."
He leaned back and sighed. "I'm not saying you are a dark witch, but..." What if Sabel was slowly poisoning her?
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Originally Posted by Sararara Norah continued her squinting as Professor Culloden SUSPICIOUSLY covered his mouth. What was he doing behind that hand, hmmm? Was he going to laugh? 'Cause that wasn't allowed. She squinted harder, hoping her detective skills would kick in and give her x-ray vision or something, except they didn't. Lame.
She took a moment to inspect the bottoms of her purple trainers to make sure they were all clean, before putting them on the chair as she hugged her knees to her chest. Didja see that? That was politeness too, kinda. Aw yeah. "I don't know." Wasn't he supposed to know everything? "Does concentration make you good at stuff? I haven't got any talents, Professor. This is serious business. Is concentration a talent?" If it was then she DEFINITELY didn't have that one. Actually, that wasn't really true. She could concentrate on stuff like the weather outside or the way the light did glittery stuff when it bounced off of her sparkles, or if peoples' noses wiggled when she laughed, but nobody ever seemed to count that on concentration. That wasn't very fair, y'know. Somebody needed to change the rules about concentration 'cause the fourth year liked her kind much better. "Maybe a potion that will make me really smart and then I can have school kinds of talents." WAIT NO. EVEN BETTER. "OOOOR a potion that made me really good at dancing without even falling over. Or tree climbing, so I could be a professional one of those. Are there awards for climbing trees?" There really should be, if there wasn't already. She could invent that. "Oooh! Or a potion that'll make me really funny or one that will make me the fastest runner ever, or one that will make me read really fast, or one that that will mean i can talk to animals!" THOSE were real talents. She needed some of those. "Or maybe all of those."
Norah looked down at her sparkly shoelaces, fiddling with the candy she was still holding. When she looked up again, her nose was scrunched up in the kind of way she scrunched it up when she fell down and needed to make sure nobody thought it really hurt a lot even though it did. Tough fourteen year old, remember? GRRRR. "I'm just bad at everything." Okay maybe being tough was another thing she was bad at. Cosgrach SAW her politeness and that got her extra points in his eyes. But she didn't know what exactly she wanted, and... he cocked his head to the side and observed her. No, he wouldn't laugh at her; because he knew how important it was to feel like you sucked at everything.
"I'd call it a talent, yes," he said about concentration, "it would make you better at what you're doing." Well, within her capacity, of course, but that still counted. But then she went on to clarify what exactly she wanted, and... hehehe...
"I don't think climbing trees is appreciated in any way," he said with only a hint of amusement in his voice. However, she went on, so he went quiet once more. What she said last - ugh. He frowned. "I'm sure you're not bad at everything," he said softly, "you look like a very talented girl to me." He was even genuine. "You're just going through puberty now and everything looks terrible to you. But it's not, honestly." No. She could do most of the things she wanted to. "You just need a concentration potion, because there aren't potions for the things you listed anyway." Sadly. He wished. "You'll see you'll do great in no time!"
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