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potterobsessionist · 10-24-2017, 05:16 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by The Narrator

Hours went by, which agitated the envelop sitting on the table even more. The longer it had to wait for it to be opened, the hotter the magical envelope grew. Once it was touched, the red howler instantly burst into flames and shouted:

"THOSE WHO STRUGGLE CANNOT FLY ON BROOMSTICKS.
LEARN HOW TO WALK WITH YOUR OWN TWO FEET
AND USE YOUR MAGIC FOR GOOD, OLD MAN!"
Smoke took the form of a winged animal while the howler relayed its message. The letter continued to rapidly burn and then it was nothing but a pile of ash.

Haraldur listened to the howler's message and frowned at the shape the smoke took. Once the letter had burnt out he spun around to put on his fur coat. The usual morning routine would have to wait, even second breakfast would have to wait.

He had to go see the Headmistress immediately.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Sneakeh Cat

Flynn was all bundled up in his favorite hoodie as well as his Slytherin scarf as he made his way down to Mister Balvinsson's Hut to ask some serious questions about Quidditch. He felt like that was a sport he may be interested in participating in over the summer, or at least try out for it! Who better to ask his questions to than the crazy old man #2? ~~Professor Myers being crazy old man #1.~~

He reached the hut and was about to knock on the door when he heard screaming.... what was being said?! He pressed his ear against the door trying to make out the words. Something about walking on two feet THEN HE HEARD THE OLD MAN PART! See, he was not the only one who thought that! But where was the screaming coming from?!

When silence fell, he knocked three times and waited.

Just as he was about to leave, there were three knocks on the door. He froze, briefly wondering if the broom thief had returned to the scene of the crime or perhaps one of the other members of staff had seen what happened. The groundskeeper took two long strides towards the door and swung it open, eyes landing on a young man.

"Mr. Kowalski!" He raised his eyebrows, surprised. Usually students came to see him at lunch or after classes or simply grabbed a hold of him on the grounds. He rarely had visitors in the morning but then again nothing about that morning was ordinary anymore. "Eh..." Haraldur looked over Flynn's shoulder, as if to spot the perpetrator with a big sign saying, 'I stole your broom!' in bright shining colors.

He didn't.

"Eh, come in, step inside." He murmured, gesturing with a waving hand for Flynn to step in from the cold. "What can I do for ya this morning, my boy?" He asked as he stepped aside.

The hut was a mess from him rummaging through everything he owned in search for the broom and there was just a slight smell of burnt paper still hanging in the air with a dark little scorch mark in the ceiling if you looked closely.

Fortunately, the old man hadn't looked that closely yet.

10-24-2017, 05:16 PM	#6 (permalink)
potterobsessionist DMAC & MO Doxy Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: Sweden [GMT+1] Posts: 5,865 Diagon Alley Proprietor: Stella Marie Reed Daily Prophet News Reporter	*squishes* a bit of madness is key \| miss chanandler bong \| those cunning folks use any means Quote: Originally Posted by The Narrator Hours went by, which agitated the envelop sitting on the table even more. The longer it had to wait for it to be opened, the hotter the magical envelope grew. Once it was touched, the red howler instantly burst into flames and shouted: "THOSE WHO STRUGGLE CANNOT FLY ON BROOMSTICKS. LEARN HOW TO WALK WITH YOUR OWN TWO FEET AND USE YOUR MAGIC FOR GOOD, OLD MAN!" Smoke took the form of a winged animal while the howler relayed its message. The letter continued to rapidly burn and then it was nothing but a pile of ash. Haraldur listened to the howler's message and frowned at the shape the smoke took. Once the letter had burnt out he spun around to put on his fur coat. The usual morning routine would have to wait, even second breakfast would have to wait. He had to go see the Headmistress immediately. Quote: Originally Posted by Sneakeh Cat Flynn was all bundled up in his favorite hoodie as well as his Slytherin scarf as he made his way down to Mister Balvinsson's Hut to ask some serious questions about Quidditch. He felt like that was a sport he may be interested in participating in over the summer, or at least try out for it! Who better to ask his questions to than the crazy old man #2? ~~Professor Myers being crazy old man #1.~~ He reached the hut and was about to knock on the door when he heard screaming.... what was being said?! He pressed his ear against the door trying to make out the words. Something about walking on two feet THEN HE HEARD THE OLD MAN PART! See, he was not the only one who thought that! But where was the screaming coming from?! When silence fell, he knocked three times and waited. Just as he was about to leave, there were three knocks on the door. He froze, briefly wondering if the broom thief had returned to the scene of the crime or perhaps one of the other members of staff had seen what happened. The groundskeeper took two long strides towards the door and swung it open, eyes landing on a young man. "Mr. Kowalski!" He raised his eyebrows, surprised. Usually students came to see him at lunch or after classes or simply grabbed a hold of him on the grounds. He rarely had visitors in the morning but then again nothing about that morning was ordinary anymore. "Eh..." Haraldur looked over Flynn's shoulder, as if to spot the perpetrator with a big sign saying, 'I stole your broom!' in bright shining colors. He didn't. "Eh, come in, step inside." He murmured, gesturing with a waving hand for Flynn to step in from the cold. "What can I do for ya this morning, my boy?" He asked as he stepped aside. The hut was a mess from him rummaging through everything he owned in search for the broom and there was just a slight smell of burnt paper still hanging in the air with a dark little scorch mark in the ceiling if you looked closely. Fortunately, the old man hadn't looked that closely yet. __________________