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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Alexander River Hirsch
Gryffindor Third Year
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Seventeen years? SEVENTEEN?! Merlin! Roderik half wondered how they haven't given up yet. See, seventeen years was a long time. "Better late than never, eh?" he said, casting a half sheepish smile at the librarian. "They've been working hard, from what I've seen." And then he went on to mention the Dueling Club, which only made the Defence Professor brighten up considerably. Leo's words were feeding into his ego considerably but let's pretend, for the sake of it, that he was professional and humble about this, eh? "Thank you! I'm delighted to hear that. Maybe next term, you can try your hand and dueling your fellow staff members?" Please? Staff duels were oh so much fun!
They did deserve it after this term, didn't they? What with the Hag and the pranks and all. Which, speaking of, the man was all too glad for the empty seat in between him and the Headmistress. No leering, no dirtiness and no general stink in his direction. So thanks for that boot, Meredith, and hire someone better next time? "Thank you. I hope you get the chance to have a bit of time off as well." Needless to say, they needed it.
And then came the speech, which he sat back and listened to, though he was only really half paying attention. Most of his attention was on the plate in front of him. Why? Because the speech meant one thing: it was nearly food time! And he, for one, was super excited about having some chick-
Oh?
The sound of a young voice made the man look up and he smiled at the sight of the young Ravenclaw. "Miss Watson! Good evening to you too." Ah, those compliments. If he was smiling before, it was nothing compared to the smile he had on his face now. Dimples on full display, and all. "It's what I do. And you're going to go far, you just need to push yourself for it." Because it didn't come on a silver platter, after all. "Yes, of course! Drop by my office next term and we'll have a chat about wandless magic. We can go over some theory and practice runs as well." This........... was something he was going to have to remember over the summer.
Good luck, Hirsch.
Much too likable? The man couldn't help but let out a small chortle at those words from James, remembering their trifecta lesson all too well. "Maybe too likable. Merlin knows, you're even attracting sentient objects now." Hehe!
.................. And then the man was dancing. Dancing and twirling.
Oh. Oh Merlin.
Roderik had to clamp his hands over his mouth to stop himself from laughing too much but, see, the sight was just too funny. James, smart, professional James, was dancing and twirling around as if he had a secret desire for tap dancing that he was simply bursting to let out. And all the man could do was laugh.
Sorry, James, but seeing as you're not in any real danger..........
........ Oh Merlin, Paul you did not.
Roderik looked at the man, and then down at the glasses hanging off of his shirt and then back up again. He had a similar pair at home? You know what this meant? Doom, that's what it meant. Doom and disaster because he, Roderik Nikolas Hirsch, had the same fashion sense as Paul Myers. "Uh........ you like them?" What was he meant to say? Just smile? Yeah, let's go with that. "They were a little fun gift from a friend of mine." And if the Herbology professor can read looks, then maybe he'd realise that this look meant that he was talking about the glitter girl.
Letting the man skip off to Merlin knows where, the Defence professor turned his attention back towards his food and started to-
Nope. Eating wasn't happening, apparently. Peeves and his lady friend were happening instead.
The man stared at the sight of glue and feathers being distributed, well, everywhere! All over the tables and the food. Dear Merlin, were they ever going to be able to eat in peace in this place?! Was food really that sacred? And most importantly, was KFC still open? Because he wanted some chicken, he did.
Making all the plans to go and order some good food full of carbs and protein, the man pushed his plate away just as a young snake came up to him. The man looked up and smiled at the sight of Jaemin, immediately forgetting about the food and the prank. "Jaemin! It's good to see you." Really. And he didn't have to stand so far away, did he know? ........ Wait, Dueling Club? "Well, yes. Most people seemed to enjoy it and it's built up people's abilities. Why?" Should he be worried, Mr Song? Hmm?
Uh, since when did Ravenclaws randomly start demanding duels against Poltergeists? Wasn't that a job for the Gryffindors?
Maybe he should just sit and sip his pumpkin jui- ...... Oh wait, he can't. Thanks for that.
At least Art was doing a good job of diverting his attention. "Evening, Art." Or did he prefer Arthur, hm? Another chuckle was let out from the man but he couldn't help but agree with what the Potions professor was saying. "It's going to be nice to have a chaos free summer. Merlin knows, we need it." As for him? "Pretty much the same. I'm going to visit my sisters and their kids in Germany so that'll be nice." Really. He just needed to practice his German for the time being.
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