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Felixir · 07-09-2015, 09:49 PM

SPOILER!!: S... man? ._. idk

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

What surprised Sabel was the lack of decisiveness with which Toby answered what he had considered a rather rhetorical question. How could the boy not know? Either one wanted to stay how they were, expected to, or they didn't. Simple enough as that.

So while Toby was making a face at the mention of patronuses, Sabel was making his own face for the confusing mind of Mr. Fuller-Thompson. Which, included an arched eyebrow at the rather defensive retaliation. "True. But most people who claim to be unable to do so have given it a go. And I'm sure if you talked to most people who can do wandless magic, they would be the minority of successfuls."

Just saying Mr. Fuller-Thompson. Just saying.

The mouse-like sorry got a dismissive wave of his hand. Not in dismissing the apology, but the need for one. Patronuses, he had learned, were of a rather sensitive nature with this group of kids. Something he had accepted, albeit without a great deal of understanding.

He rested his shoulder against the stable wall, idly watching the abraxans, and finding himself thinking of his wife. She had always loved the horses, always been around them. The thought had him smiling in private distraction, so when Toby's request came, it came as a blatant shock.

He blinked. Once, twice at the boy before surprise exchanged itself for a small smile. "I'm flattered you think I even know the first thing about using wandless magic." He shrugged his shoulders. "I know about it, but I don't know how to wield it."

A minor point of frustration, especially since his own mentor boasted a variety of talents with the subject. For a brief moment, Sabel thought of giving Toby a referral. That thought was instantly burned. Damien would eat the kid alive.

"I can, however, do my best to help you with control, with practicing magic, with discipline in that regard." With all the things a DADA professor could mentor in. Another shrug of his shoulders. "Things may fall into place once you have those foundations set up."

Something about the topic of patronuses always seemed to make Toby quite defensive. But that hadn't always been so. When he was twelve and found out what they were, he couldn't wait to learn one, but by the time he was sixteen and Soph suggested they get Piers to teach it to them... he'd been reluctant. Hugely reluctant. It had only been Soph's comment that he didn't have to join them that had instantly awoken Toby's fear of being left out, rejected, abandoned... whatever, and that was the only reason he'd agreed to go along with it. In the end, of course, it never happened. Soph had learnt to conjure a patronus on her own, from Cutty or someone, and Toby had actually been grateful. But it had been a sensitive topic since perhaps before the first time she'd suggested they learn the skill, and that had only got worse over the past couple of years.

Toby considered all this now, and the retort he'd initially been about to make thankfully died before it reached his lips. He'd still not told Dakest why he was reluctant to even try casting one, and Toby knew that the more he spoke the more likely he'd blurt something like that out. And it was something he preferred to say in a more controlled manner and environment, so he simply kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything, very obviously avoiding the subject.

... Ah. There it was. The reason he'd initially been reluctant to ask if Dakest himself could do wandless magic. Toby had been worried he might reveal what he'd only just gone and revealed: that he couldn't. It didn't make a whole lot of sense to Toby, who had already formed an idea of Professor Dakest that was more or less set in stone, and he sort of visibly deflated, wearing a strange and unreadable expression.

Aside from anything, Toby was instantly unnerved by the idea that he could do something that Dakest could not.

"I think... maybe I can't actually use it either," he said now. Yes, he could get behind that idea. "Maybe it's something else. It's probably something else. Yeah." Toby nodded as he spoke, already halfway towards having totally convinced himself.

He glanced up at Dakest again, just for a second, then his eyes strayed back to the creatures in the stable. "You don't have to, of course. If you don't want to, I mean. I'd like that, but... like, it's okay." Toby wasn't going to lie and say he didn't want it, but he'd suddenly been hit with a ton of feelings that always came with asking someone for help. Guilt. Selfishness. All that fun stuff he'd never been able to shake, no matter how much reassurance he got. "Like... I mean... it's probably something else, anyway, y'know? It's cool." Toby smiled up at the professor, and gave a shrug of his own.

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Felixir Book Club Mod Alley Proprietor Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,130 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Upstead Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurelio Kaiser Slytherin Second Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Ezekiel Ransom-Kruus Ollivanders x12 x12	Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight SPOILER!!: S... man? ._. idk Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani What surprised Sabel was the lack of decisiveness with which Toby answered what he had considered a rather rhetorical question. How could the boy not know? Either one wanted to stay how they were, expected to, or they didn't. Simple enough as that. So while Toby was making a face at the mention of patronuses, Sabel was making his own face for the confusing mind of Mr. Fuller-Thompson. Which, included an arched eyebrow at the rather defensive retaliation. "True. But most people who claim to be unable to do so have given it a go. And I'm sure if you talked to most people who can do wandless magic, they would be the minority of successfuls." Just saying Mr. Fuller-Thompson. Just saying. The mouse-like sorry got a dismissive wave of his hand. Not in dismissing the apology, but the need for one. Patronuses, he had learned, were of a rather sensitive nature with this group of kids. Something he had accepted, albeit without a great deal of understanding. He rested his shoulder against the stable wall, idly watching the abraxans, and finding himself thinking of his wife. She had always loved the horses, always been around them. The thought had him smiling in private distraction, so when Toby's request came, it came as a blatant shock. He blinked. Once, twice at the boy before surprise exchanged itself for a small smile. "I'm flattered you think I even know the first thing about using wandless magic." He shrugged his shoulders. *"I know about* it, but I don't know how to wield it." A minor point of frustration, especially since his own mentor boasted a variety of talents with the subject. For a brief moment, Sabel thought of giving Toby a referral. That thought was instantly burned. Damien would eat the kid alive. "I can, however, do my best to help you with control, with practicing magic, with discipline in that regard."** With all the things a DADA professor could mentor in. Another shrug of his shoulders. "Things may fall into place once you have those foundations set up." Something about the topic of patronuses always seemed to make Toby quite defensive. But that hadn't always been so. When he was twelve and found out what they were, he couldn't wait to learn one, but by the time he was sixteen and Soph suggested they get Piers to teach it to them... he'd been reluctant. Hugely reluctant. It had only been Soph's comment that he didn't have to join them that had instantly awoken Toby's fear of being left out, rejected, abandoned... whatever, and that was the only reason he'd agreed to go along with it. In the end, of course, it never happened. Soph had learnt to conjure a patronus on her own, from Cutty or someone, and Toby had actually been grateful. But it had been a sensitive topic since perhaps before the first time she'd suggested they learn the skill, and that had only got worse over the past couple of years. Toby considered all this now, and the retort he'd initially been about to make thankfully died before it reached his lips. He'd still not told Dakest why he was reluctant to even try casting one, and Toby knew that the more he spoke the more likely he'd blurt something like that out. And it was something he preferred to say in a more controlled manner and environment, so he simply kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything, very obviously avoiding the subject. ... Ah. There it was. The reason he'd initially been reluctant to ask if Dakest himself could do wandless magic. Toby had been worried he might reveal what he'd only just gone and revealed: that he couldn't. It didn't make a whole lot of sense to Toby, who had already formed an idea of Professor Dakest that was more or less set in stone, and he sort of visibly deflated, wearing a strange and unreadable expression. Aside from anything, Toby was instantly unnerved by the idea that he could do something that Dakest could not. "I think... maybe I can't actually use it either," he said now. Yes, he could get behind that idea. "Maybe it's something else. It's probably something else. Yeah." Toby nodded as he spoke, already halfway towards having totally convinced himself. He glanced up at Dakest again, just for a second, then his eyes strayed back to the creatures in the stable. "You don't have to, of course. If you don't want to, I mean. I'd like that, but... like, it's okay." Toby wasn't going to lie and say he didn't want it, but he'd suddenly been hit with a ton of feelings that always came with asking someone for help. Guilt. Selfishness. All that fun stuff he'd never been able to shake, no matter how much reassurance he got. "Like... I mean... it's probably something else, anyway, y'know? It's cool." Toby smiled up at the professor, and gave a shrug of his own. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Chocolate!