05-21-2017, 11:08 PM
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Pygmy Puff
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5
| Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent Quote:
Originally Posted by potterobsessionist Haraldur gave the boy an odd look at the mention of summer. What's to enjoy? There was no worse feeling than that of your clothes sticking to your body because SWEAT. Because summer was hot. Too hot. But he let it slide. Apparently it was a common opinion. Did he prefer winter? The groundskeeper nodded briskly. "In Scotland? Yes, I prefer the winter here." He didn't mind summer in Svalbard but anywhere else, winter was definitely to prefer. "I don't acclimate that well." He admitted, mumbling.
Moving on from the subject of summer to something MUCH more interesting: Flying. Haraldur leaned forward over the table, listening to what the young man had to say. "Quidditch is a good sport." He nodded, approvingly. "There will always be lessons for experienced fliers Mr. Whittebrook." This he said with conviction. The more he thought of actually teaching, the more he took it to heart. "If you ever have any thoughts on my lessons, my door is always open." Student's opinions were important, especially student's who seemed passionate about flying. "Sounds like it means a great deal to you. Any thoughts on following down this path after graduation?"
What was this now? Asking about career choices? He was such a teacher Henry really didn't understand the odd look Mr. B was giving him, but he didn't question it either. Sure, he and most of his friends really enjoyed summer, it was freedom from school and they got to mostly do what they wanted. And he personally loved the beach. But he also knew there was fun to be had in all seasons, just different types of fun. "Oh.." he nodded sympathetically. "Is it much different where you're from?" Where was he from?
It didn't surprise Henry too much that the flying instructor might like Quidditch, but it did make him visibly light up to talk about it. "It's a great sport," he grinned. "Do you think it will ever come back to Hogwarts?" He had pretty much given up on it returning while he was here, considering he had only one more year left after this one. But wouldn't it be great if he could even just play his last year? "Okay, great. I know I have a lot of experience but there's always something to learn. I can always be better." Even if it was just more practice. Did he have ideas on lessons? Henry would have to give it some thought, but he was sure he could offer an opinion. "Um, yeah, I had been giving it some thought lately." With his mum in education, it was something that was pretty much insisted on. Plus he had to narrow things down a bit with his OWLs last year. "I'm hoping to play professional Quidditch after school. But I also want to go to university to study creatures." Part time of course if Quidditch did work out, but it was also sort of a back up plan if it didn't.
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