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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Giselle Barrington
Slytherin Seventh Year
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Teagan Kensington
Slytherin Second Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Arienne Morgenstern
Hufflepuff Fifth Year
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Simone Wild
Slytherin Third Year  x5  x3
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Even feeling as icky as she did, Brooklyn had listened to the discussion, and the instructions for how they were supposed to turn the small stack of supplies on her desk into a book. That seemed easy enough, but the question that had been posed had made her roll her eyes, her head tilted down so no one could see. Actually, it was more at the few answers she’d heard, rather than the question, and either way, it made her raise her hand. “Respect. Their reputations, Owning illuminated manuscripts made people think the ones who owned them were better. Maybe that they could read, since most people couldn’t,” she said, lowering her hand as soon as she could. Not to mention, the manuscripts had to have cost a lot, so owning one already meant the owners had something more than everyone else.
But anyway, with her thoughts said, she applied herself to slowly folding the parchment sheets as instructed. In half, then in half again. It was tedious work, and especially so when her head was still pounding. She got all twenty sheets folded, though, but she hesitated before picking up her wand. Instead, she folded the decorative paper sheets in half. If anyone asked, she was just getting everything ready before trying the spell, but really, she was worried that whatever was wrong with her was going to affect her spellwork.
She couldn’t stall forever. Finally, after both sheets of decorative paper were folded, she picked up her wand and slid the book cover closer to her. “Adhero,” she said quietly, tracing a line along the inside of the spine of the book cover, and then just to make sure, she repeated it on the edge of her folded parchment before sticking the two together. So far, it looked okay, and even after she finished gluing all twenty folded sheets of parchment, she tilted the nearly finished book and no pages fell out. So far it looked like her fear wouldn’t prove to be real, but she was still going to be careful. “Adhero,” she whispered four more times, attaching the decorative papers inside the front and back covers. Once that was done, she shut the book and pressed down, making sure she used as much strength as she had to make sure everything would stick. She didn’t want her book to fall apart while she was doing whatever the next step was going to be.
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