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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: --
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Other students would get jealous... yeah, sure. Davie chuckled at that softly. He wasn't serious, right? Maybe he'd try out Roderick in class one time, just to see if people would get jealous. Like who? Like girls? Did girls get jealous easily? He obviously knew nothing about them, and scratched his chin as he thought of it. Oh... exploding... snap. The last name thing. "Does it? I can't think why," the second year shrugged, doing his best to maintain a general air of nonchalance.
Yeah, well, tell him something that wasn't obvious. "I meaaaaaaaaan," David elaborated, almost as though he were explaining something to like, Char's little sister. "Where did you do your training? Have you specialized in any areas of Defense? Would you consider yourself an expert on the topic? How many tattoos do you have? Where are you from?" In addition to the tats, he'd spotted a bit of an accent, see, after one of his friends had pointed out that Davie was terrible at noticing accents, more or less.
Oh, yes. "Yes sir," David replied smartly. "I have a list of Dark creatures I believe we should have studied by now," and he was only a second year, "but alas, we did not have a Care of Magical Creatures teacher last year." And their Defense Professor was a former Auror, so obviously he was going to focus on spellwork. Nothing wrong with that, by any means, but David had been waiting YEARS to study Dark creatures per Hogwarts' curriculum.
So the glasses were Muggle in origin? Did that mean this professor was also Muggle in origin? So many people this year were relating to Muggle Studies! Argh! He couldn't handle the coincidences. The universe had to be telling him something. "Uh, I think so, but I usually just get my eyes checked once a year by my uncle..." In Cairo, which was kind of far but not really for family. David found himself tapping his chin again for no particular reason. "Do you like wearing glasses?" Just another q, no pressure really. Also, also also alsooooooo, what was on the paper airplane note? He was curious to ask but actually DID know better than to inquire so David just tilted his head at it curiously as it landed on Hirsch's desk. He can't think why? Could he really not think why or was he trying to pull the man's leg? Roderik couldn't find out which one it was and, frankly, he didn't care. His mind was too busy focused on where it is that he'd heard the surname. He was too curious to just let it go and now he had to find out.
Thanks, Davie, thanks a lot.
Before he could spend too long thinking, the boy moved on. Good grief, kid, take a deep breath, will you? "Are you part of some kind of Hogwarts paparazzi? Or a journalistic team?" Because asking so many questions about someone's life without being paid for it seemed odd and frankly, the man was a little suspicious now. He did, however, take in the questions and even let our a hearty chuckle at the tattooed one. "WELL. I'm from Germany. I grew up there, I studied there and I worked there for a bit. Durmstrang was great and all but I was also in a Self Defence school for a while. Even got myself a black belt while I was there." Because this was an opportunity to brag so why not make use of it? "Let's see....... I got my teaching and defence degrees from the Wizarding University of Berlin. I prefer spellwork, mostly. Actual duels get me excited but I know enough about dark creatures." No worries there, kid. "And I have too many tattoos to count but my favourite one is....." He lifted up his shirt sleeve a bit more to show a two inch tall Ukrainian Ironbelly that was flying around the bottom of his arm. Even the colouring of it was remarkable.
He had a list. Maybe this is something that should've been expected from the kid who was quizzing him as if his life depended on it. "Do you have this list on you by any chance?" And there was something weird about not having a Care of Magical Creatures professor last year and no Ancient Runes professor this year. The second one couldn't be helped but it made him wonder, you kno- Quote:
Originally Posted by hpluvr037 Having no success outside, Tiara had sent a note flying into Hirsch's office. ......... Before he could answer Davie's question, a paper aeroplane caught his attention and seemed to grasp onto it like a leech. The man, catching the aeroplane, hastily unfolded it to read the message within. Apart from a small furrowing of his eyebrows, nothing else on his face showed any other change upon reading this letter.
Huh.
Well, if we just put this off to one side to worry about later........ Roderik cleared his throat and turned back to the young boy. "I think its nice that you have a family member that can check your eyes for you. No unnecessary fees." Would this uncle check Roderik's eyes for him? Hmm? "Yeah, I think so. But they're a right pain in the bottom, sometimes. They're always in the way, you know?"
And we can just forget about the note, okay? Perfect. Quote:
Originally Posted by RandomRaven Lucky that she didn't need to wait for too long until the new DADA guy showed up and let her come into his office. And the first thing that came up on her mind besides of his tattoos was... Merlin, this Professor looked younger than Dima. "Good day, Professor....Hirsch." The young lioness greeted that man as she entered his office. Hopefully she didn't mispronounce his name.
This was the first time she entered Professor's office... ever. Well, twice actually. But last term she sneaked out to Beatrice York's office as a cat, not a person. "You have very nice tattoos, sir." Ava blurted out. Oops.... Again, she couldn't control her verbal diarrhea. "Well uh...." She stuttered. "I'm Ava Burton, Professor. Second year Gryffindor and uh... Of course I come here not only to compliment your tattoos..." Eck, why she had to mention his tattoos again? "Well, I'm coming here to ask you about dueling club. Yes." That was her purpose why she was here. Another student. There was another student there.
Roderik half wondered if he was going to be quizzed yet again but decided to drop it. And no, she hadn't pronounced his surname wrong. Gold star for you, little miss.
Again with the tattoos. The professor threw back his head and let out a hearty laugh at that very statement. Poor sod looked so embarrassed about it too. Did she know that he didn't care? "Well, thank you and it's nice to meet you too, Miss Burton," he said, motioning towards the seat on the other side of his desk. She probably looked like she needed some Calming Drought as well. Just a small dose, nothing major.
Dueling Club? Smirking slightly, Roderik sat even further back in his seat, putting on that cool guy appearance. "What do you want to know about the Dueling Club?" Go on. He was curious too!
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