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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: --
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Originally Posted by Tegz "I know."
Charlotte looked up. But she WAS the child of Ravenclaws, so books were always a good place to start when she had enough actual motivation to give them a go. "But I have to start somewhere--OOH ENTRAIL EXPELLING CURSE!" That looked fun! But dummies didn't have entrails did they? Also... also she knew that wasn't allowed in dueling club, but still! IT DID look fun. "I want to learn more spells that I can use in duels because all the strategies I have so far, other people are starting to copy them." She explained. "But I'm only in second year so I don't know enough spells yet, so I figured I'd look in here for spells I can try, and then try them all out." Not entrail expelling, for the record, that one just LOOKED impressive.
And then something occurred to her. "Professor Hirsch," She began, big blue eyes getting artfully bigger, "Could you teach me some cool things? Please? Like extra credit? Pleaaaaase?" Only if they were cool things though, actual spells, not theory.
See these puppy dog eyes? See this passion for your subject? You know you want to, Hirschy.
Also, hello. She knew. She knew. So why..........? There wasn't anything wrong with bringing books in here, sure, but it just seemed unusual for her, according to the man. Unless, of course, he'd simply gone along with assumptions and the like. He was about to open his mouth to say something but.......
......... Oh Merlin. Oh Merlin no. The Entrail Expelling Curse? Really?! Was he even getting paid enough for this? "Are you planning on using that spell?" Like on a human? Because if she used it on the dummies, no entrails would be expelled. Just saying.
And there it was. The real reason. Roderik crossed his arms across his chest and tried his hardest not to smile at her, uh, problem? There was something remarkable about seeing a kid - or teenager - getting passionate about the subject he loved. These were the students he really liked teaching. But first: everyone was using her technique? "What's this technique of yours?"
Here came those eyes. Merlin, did she know that as long as it wasn't dark magic, he didn't mind teaching it? The Professor stood there pretending to mull it over, even if he was inwardly amused. That enthusiasm. It was because of that enthusiasm. "If that's the case then tell me: what do you want to learn?"
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