10-08-2018, 02:25 PM
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DMC Puffskein
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Ally Rory Slytherin First Year | Stay Free SPOILER!!: PROFESSOR Quote:
Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Gaston moved between the rows of desks, his cane click-clacking against the floor as he went. He saw Daisy and Maxton having quick success with the spells and gave both prefects an approving nod. "Very good, Miss Swann," he said. "You too, Mr. Carden."
Elsewhere, it looked like Arthuria was catching on too. He was impressed! Not many first years could master healing spells so fast. "Nicely done, Miss Ambrosius!" he said, managing a small smile for her. And Natalie was progressing nicely as well. "Good job, Miss McKinley," he said, "and don't worry, the snapping is normal."
The sound of another spell being cast caused Gaston's dark head to whip around... just in time to see Dorian successfully cast Episkey. The sight of the smile on the Ravenclaw's face made it impossible not to smile along with him. "Well done, Mr. Katharos!" he said, beaming. It seemed all his practice was paying off!
Gaston's expression darkened slightly as he watched Hannah try and fail to cast one of the spells. For a moment, he worried she might get frustrated and quit, but before he had time to sidle over to her desk to offer an encouraging word or helpful advice - he wasn't as fast as he used to be! - she'd already cast the spell herself. He beamed. "Great job, Miss Newton! I knew you could do it," he said.
He overheard Christoper and Chloe talking to their dummies and almost laughed... almost, but not quite. It never failed to warm his heart to see his students showing kindness... even if it was kindness to an inanimate object. "Great work, Mr. Lee and Miss Kettleburn! How are your patients doing?" he said with a joking smile.
Blink, blink. Gaston could only stare at Jessa's animated dummy for a minute, unsure whether he should be amused or panicked. If that's what worked for her, he was okay with it... but somehow he didn't think Scrimgeour would be. Apprehensive eyes darted toward the door. Despite the locking charm in place, he half-expected the headmaster to barge in at any moment, and he knew the old man would find a way to use it against her. But if he asked her to un-animate the dummy, he'd lose her interest. He was so wracked with conflict that he almost forgot to praise her spellwork. "Excellent, Miss Cambridge," he said somewhat absentmindedly.
Before he could decide what to do about the dummy, he saw Skyler's hand in the air. His face fell as once again, conflict buzzed in his mind... great, just what he needed. He didn't want to deny her request if she had a legitimate reason for needing to leave, but he knew if he let her go and she encountered Scrimgeour or one of his cronies, it would mean trouble for both of them, no matter what the reason was. He crossed the room to Skyler's desk. "Why? What's wrong?" he asked, his eyes widening with concern. OOC: You still have JUST UNDER 48 HOURS to finish the activity.
Skyler frowned at his look but decided to ask anyway. She already put her hand up.
"It's just the site of the blood professor," she said.
"It's making me a bit queesy.
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