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DMLE & DIMC
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| *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm) SPOILER!!: Lex Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Despite having no idea where Wittlich was, she nodded. It was the thing to do when an answer had been offered. Another nod accompanied it shortly after, a more knowing one once he clarified that it was in Germany. That would explain the 'polizei'. "You're gonna be a Potioneer? Like over in Evironmental Regulation or something?" Lex did not have particularly deep knowledge of any Department but her own. For all she knew, most of them could require Potioneers--except hers. Alexa knew the different jobs within the DMLE and they made her all the more grateful for the YATI position she had while at the same time coveting the title of Auror. Hit witch wasn't bad either but the young woman's mind was already long made up.
Grabbing his wand from the weigher and turning again, she was greeted by a look of utter surprise. Problem was, she couldn't figure why...'least not until his woeful mispronunciation that left her shaking her head lightly. "Not Yeti, that's a creature. What I am is a YATI, Young Auror Training Initiate. I'll be an Auror soon." Though not soon enough. "And I think you mean Stonewall. Jory Stonewall, yeah?" Lex asked as she handed him back his wand. "You're all set." “Um…” he wasn’t really sure if he could answer that. The Department of Mysteries, where he was going to be working had sent over enough paperwork about secrecy that he felt like h had been signing his life away. “Ja,” He paused, then added. “Something like that. Ja…” He didn’t feel like the first day of work was the best time to test those secrecy spells/charms that were on the papers he had signed his name too.
She was handing his wand back to him and he took it happy to replace it in a pocket inside his leather jacket. He shrugged. It sounded like the same word to him. Again he pondered how odd the English Language was. He had a feeling he was going to have to stock up potion ingredients for headache potions. He could already feel one starting from his brain tying to process, understand, and speak the crazy language. “Ja,” he said pulling the badge out, pinned it to the collar of his black leather jacket. “Stonewaltz.” He picked up the orientation packet and tucked it under his arm. “I hope your day is not this only,” he waved around at the crowds. If it was him, he’d have had a panic attack by now. Thankfully the young lady had done a good job distracting him from the crowds while they waited for his wand to be weighed. “Danke,” he added. “You have most huffly puff…” Yes, Adam had still not learned Hufflepuff was not an synonym for helpful. Jory had already tried to correct him, but all the correction had done was to reinforce the usage of the word. He smiled and passed on through the checkpoint.
It was only as he headed to the lifts, that he realized he hadn’t gotten the young woman’s name….
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