 ThunderPUFF | Whoodley | MRD&LKD | Graphics Queen | Tristalen | Mrs. A | Hunny Bun
Tristan was kneeling in front of the fire pit arranging the wood, making sure it was in the optimal position for burning. Yes, they were going old school muggle style with the bonfire night. No fancy fire spells here. Just plain old firewood, matches, and a little accelerant.
Once he felt the wood was perfectly laid, he poured a little accelerant on the wood, grabbed a piece of newspaper and crumpling it up, placed it in under the middle of the fire. He grabbed a match, and it wasn't one of those dinky little candle matches; it was one of those really long fire matches, struck it against a rock on from the fire pit, watching as a flame flickered to life. He slowly stuck it in the middle of the pit against the newspaper, and as it caught fire, the wood slowly began to catch as well. Soon enough there was a beautiful roaring fire in front of him.
With a grin, he stood up and checked the table with all the toasting supplies. He couldn't wait for the students to get here.
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