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Originally Posted by Optimist.Prime  Islay looked at the creatures in their cages, and it was clear in that one glance that they were strong. Strong, and powerful…and impossibly small it seemed? She had always thought that they would be bigger or who know speckled like the cougar and mountain lion cubs she had seen while visiting an animal sanctuary with her family so many years before.
Raising her hand, Islay tried to answer “I believe they are said to have power over both hypnosis and legitimacy? But that may just be myth.” She smiled sheepishly.
Truly, she would have LOVED to see a dragon hatch. "That's correct," Williamson nodded to Islay. "That is NOT a myth." Maybe he'd be nice today and put these notes on the board, hmm? He flicked his wand toward the board so that what Islay said appeared there. Text Cut: James Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie He was certain that some were just living it UP hearing Professor Williamson call him by his first name. Know who was not one of those people? If you guessed anyone other than one EIJI Rasting then...well...anyway.
Cheeks flaring red and feeling almost as though steam were going to come out of his ears, he managed a TIGHT lipped smile at the professor and then the cat...on the ground...that had now rolled on to its back acting as though it were expecting a rub and was utterly ignoring the feathered toy in his hand. That wasn't even the worst of it...both Nina AND Missa were...NOT CHOOSING HIM?!
......what was this rubbish?!
The look on his face was surely one both girls would relish in and, frankly, he did deserve it for being a pompous jerk in the heat of the moment but he had never in his WILDEST dreams imagined this scenario. And then of course the man himself had to point out that they were working together and could move to the course. Know were Eiji was? Still here with his stupid overweight kneazle that had now rolled over again and was nuzzling his shoe like it was its long lost lover.
"....come oooooooooooooooon," he pleaded with the thing, waving the toy more and more frantically in its face...but it still cared not. In fact...it just wanted to purr and drool all over his shoe now. "....bloody hell." He was even frustrated enough to mutter a few CHOICE words of Japanese under his breath. His mother would not have approved.
Then Eiji was struck with a thought...though it was a little TOO late as he had been focusing on only the obvious bribing points of various cat toys...and slowly began side stepping his way towards the course. As he had hypothesized, the dumb thing flopped like a seal on land until its chin was perched on his shoe again. Another couple of steps...more flopping.
Eiji had quite LITERALLY just reached the course when Professor Williamson said they were done. Great. Just GREAT. He hadn't even STARTED and it was all this black kneazle's doing. He looked down to glare at it...but it didn't care. It was still with its head flopped on to his shoe, drooling, and now the paws were clawing at his pant leg. Or...well...doing that thing that cats do when their being affectionate and kind of massaging.
Guess he had THAT going for him, his kneazle was obsessed with him.
And why was there a fox here? Also...why weren't any of the kneazles flipping out by the fact that there was a fox here? Didn't like...predators get some sort of way about other predators?
....whatever. His focus was a little elsewhere as his kneazle's claws sunk into his shin while it was showing him all the love and adoration in the world. Maybe he ought to use this time to collect a bit of kneazle drool - he certainly did not feel like answering the question being posed. He WOULD like to get a closer look at those wampus cat, however.
...maybe he could collect a wampus cat whisker by the end of this? They would be great additions to any speed or strength potion...along with help provide some interesting additions to some of his alchemy processes. Like James the Silent One, Williamson had nothing to say about his kneazle!fail. He just... smirked, clearly amused at James' efforts so far in class. Text Cut: Kitt and Aboli Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Were the really suggesting he give up on old Sparky? Just like that? A little opposition and suddenly it was time to throw in the towel? No no no, he was sticking by his kneazle. They had a bond. A shaky....uncertain....il-advised bond, but it was there.
"Sorry we couldn't finish the course." Kitt told Noah. The boy flopped to the ground by his defiant feline partner. He waited til an unexpected moment then yanked Sparky off the Professor. It only took a lot little screeching and hissing and clawing but the kneazle soon settled in his lap, satisfied he wasn't trying to take him around the block again. See? This wasn't so bad, minus the minor scrapes. They were fine and he was taking a rest as instructed.
Kitt looked to the cage. All he saw were cats. Possibly a different breed, but they still looked like cats.
The fact that Islay was talking about powers and the Professor said there were myths made him think there was a lot more to this story. Unfortunately, he knew nothing about this story, or them, so....
"The crawl into your bed and suck your soul through your nose at night then bring it back to their litter and you get reincarnated--'cause, see, the babies are born without a soul, yeah? And and and so they have to go find souls to give to their babies. Those two are here because they're parents are good hunters."
Someone once told him, if you spoke confidently enough, people would not only think you knew what you were talking about, they would also believe you. So there, his version of whatever those things were. He was as likely to be right as he was to be wrong.
Reginald--yes, he had a name and it wasn't Sparky--purred softly when Williamson gave him a scratch behind the ear. That's all he wanted. Comfort and pampering, none of that manual labour business the boy was pushi--
Hey hey heeeeeyyyy.
The kneazle struggled against the sudden pull but he wasn't quick enough and soon found himself in this Kitt boy's lap. Startled, he'd retaliated immediately but upon realizing that sitting was all they were doing, he finally calmed down enough. Let that be the last time they tried forcing him into hard work. Quote:
Originally Posted by kayquilz SOOOO much was happening. Professor W called her a quitter, basically, and she just huffed in response. SHE wasn't quitting. SPARTICUS WAS. She picked up the kneazle like a baaaaby and brought him round to where everyone else was standing, and she watched as the fox did his thing - and then the fox was Professor Eris, and she was bamboozled. Utterly bamboozled. SO much was happening!
Wampus...
As Williams unveiled the next cat-like creature they'd be studying, she widened her eyes. Oh goodness, they were just gorgeous! She blinked a few times and realized she didn't know the first thing about a wampus or....anything. She hadn't studied creatures at home. This class was really her first time being exposed to creatures general. Sure, she had done some general reading about specific creatures but...she was feeling reaaaaaally behind. How did all these people KNOW all this random stuff? Like that younger Gyrffindor kid [Kitt]! Like...she decided she might as add on to his story in agreement. He seemed like he knew what he was talking about! "Well, it's like he said - " she nodded at the Gryffindor (she couldn't remember names yet!) "They feed souls to their kiddos. Which is very scary if you think about it! My gran always sweaaaaars it happened to her little brother and THAT'S why he's such a soulless fun-sucker," she nodded seriously.
It sounded believable to her anyways. "........no no no no no," Williamson shook his head FIRMLY, first at Kitt, and then at Aboli. "Stop with the rumours, you're hurting Fiona's feelings."
Fiona didn't care what the kids were saying; she was busy eying Reginald to see if she could persuade the kneazle to come clooooooooooooooser, come up to her caaaaaaaaaaaaaaage and open ittttttttt?
"And anyway," Williamson continued, "There are PLENTY of other creatures who are soul suckers; the wampus is NOT one of them. Please, only contribute to class discussion if you're going to be ACCURATE with your answers. We don't need false information and fake news confusing the younger kids." He gestured toward Flora as an example. She seemed like the gullible sort. Text Cut: Ewan Quote:
Originally Posted by GD2204 No magic? He figured that hardly counted as magic but just shrugged his shoulder, not really at all perturbed and just shot a small smile at Drew ”Oops. My bad. I thought it was a good idea” shrugging briefly before turning back to the Kneazle who had proudly wandered back over to him, mouse in mouth. Laughing a little, he just bent down and gave the feline some extra love. He really was a dog person but maybe, just maybe, there might be room for a Kneazle of this sort in his life.
At the sound of the word Wampus, Ewan turned, his eyes being drawn to the two kittens as the professor explained that they were special guests? Huh. America was pretty far to come for two little cats. He wasn’t exactly sure where the Professor had taught but he guessed it must have been Ilvermorny if he had access to cats like these. After all, they were native to America but did that really make them special guests?
If the Kneazle had taken offence to teacup being there, it was nothing compared to what it did when it saw the two wampus cats. Staring daggers at both the kittens, its fur stood up on end as it circled Ewan, small, quiet hisses escaping its mouth. It did not like those things and would appreciate it if they would just vanish again, thank you very much!
Ewan took a step closer, a little drawn to the cats, his eyes on their beaming yellow ones. ”Yeaaaah…hypnosis” he replied, repeating Islay’s answer. ”They uhhh…apparently can walk on their back legs too. It’s even used in wands!. How had he got so close to the cage?
After a brief moment, the Ravenclaw prefect blinked several times, his eyes no longer looking all glassy and vacant. Turning, he walked back towards Drew and Chloe. In truth, he’d only taken a few tentative steps towards the Wampus cats but the feeling had been weird. It was like he was in a trance. He didn’t like it one bit. Not at all. Noooooooooooooooooo, blue student, come baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Rufus let out a low hiss of warning for the prefect's kneazle, but then MEOWed plaintively for the h00man. He needed him. He needed him to come unlock his caaaaaaaaaaaaaage, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease.... Williamson watched this interaction, but wasn't disturbed by it. Yet. He noticed mainly that Ewan was still ACCURATELY answer his question, so. "Yes, they can walk on their hind legs and wampus hair makes a rare but very powerful wand core." He nodded. "Hopefully you'll see their special walking..." and while on a leash, too. Heh. "They do get pretty big...and they grow rather fast, too. You wouldn't believe how young these two are...." Williamson agreed, before noticing that Chloe's little Teacup was getting right up close to the cage. Uh... uh.... Fiona was not a BIT threatened by Teacup, even though she was actually smaller than the mundane cat. "Hisssssssssssssssssssssss," she warned the other feline in a low threatening purr. Instead of fighting, wouldn't you like to help me get out of here? I know where all the treats are.... Text Cut: Whitney Quote:
Originally Posted by lazykitty Uh.....what were they talking about? Whitney didn't know since her eyes were locked with the hypnotizing ones of one of the wampus kittens.
Oh wait, that's what it was. Shaking her head to clear the remaining fuzziness, she thought the question over for a second. "They're supposed to be near impossible to kill." And something that should not be messed with, but that went without saying. "Also, the Cherokee people of North America are said to be the only ones to have been able to secure their hair for use in wands. And people often mistake them for the very similar-looking mountain lion." Not that mountain lions were any less scary. Beautiful, but scary.
Wait, what was that brushing against her leg? Oh, her borrowed kneazle. "Good, good information," Williamson nodded to the Ravenclaw. "There's actually even MORE myths involving the Cherokee and the wampus, if you know any...." Rufus blinked long and slow at Whitney, trying to maintain eye contact with her as long as possible. Looooooooooooooook, look into my eyes......... trust in meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....  Text Cut: Dylan Quote:
Originally Posted by keepmeclose22 Dylan was rather frustrated by the time everyone was done with the course. His kneazle hadn't wanted to do anything other than swat at the dangle toys and expect a treat. Was training animals always this hard? Or was patience something he didn't have yet? Either way he and his kneazle sat back down in the grass.
As he waited for everyone else's turn to be done, Dylan continued to play with the rather unusual pet. Why didn't it want to get on the course like all the other cats/kneazles? Honestly if Dylan were a cat he'd definitely want to try it out. It looked like a lot of fun. He sighed. Maybe this thing didn't want fun.
The next question they were asked was an odd one... Wampus'? Were those even real? His question was answered in the next few moments when the professor explained that the two cat-looking creatures were in fact Wampus kittens. This made Dylan shuffle in his seat. Were Wampus' even allowed on campus? This seemed far too dangerous for a first year. Even the kneazle curled up in his lap seemed to be a little restless. Nonetheless he answered the question. "Isn't the Wampus supposed to be like a muggle lion and have the ability to hypnotize people?" Granted he didn't know if that was true, or if it was true for kittens. But he remembered reading about them in his book on Ilvermorny. It's house was similar to that of Gryffindor's. Those who were brave went there. "It's not quite like a lion, more like an American MOUNTAIN lion...." Williamson answered with a glance toward the wampus. "It CAN hypnotize people. I would never bring a fully-grown wampus here, because we'd ALL be powerless against it." He nodded to Dylan. Text Cut: Flora Quote:
Originally Posted by Destiny Well..
She hadn't expected to be in first place. She hadn't expected to be in last place. But there she was. Still very slowly walking around the obstacle course with her cat. It had felt like HOURS. It had felt like DAYS. It had felt like MONTHS. But they had finally arrived back at the starting point, and Flora was very PROUD. She didn't need her name on Professor Williamson's fancy list anyway.
If her name DID wind up on the list, though. It would be the Professor's own fault. He should probably keep a better eye on his things. Ahem.
Flora bounced her way back over to her seat, cat bouncing along in her arms with her. And with all the excitement that had been going on, she completely missed the fact that there was a FOX. There was a FOX running the obstacle course. There was a FOX who was the fastest animal she had ever seen with her own two eyes. There was a FOX who was..
ALSO THE TRANSFIGURATION PROFESSOR!?!?!
Catastrophe was no longer sitting on her lap, and if there was ever a time she was done with her cat, it was now. "I want one of him as a pet. I would win all the obstacle courses then!" Did she care that she was pointing at the Professor in his Professor form and not in his fox form? Not at all.
As for a wampus?
"I expect them to do nothing, since they are most active at dawn." Unless it really did take her hours to finish the course. What time was it? "Sunrise and sunset are its most active times, yes," Williamson generally agreed. "Like most cats, the wampus IS crepuscular... which is why I chose to hold this class in the afternoon." He smirked up toward the waning sun. Was Flora worried? Nahhhh, but they HAD been here a while....
Meanwhile, he'd let Eris address the first year's request to adopt him as a pet... HEHEHE.... Text Cut: Claudine Quote:
Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 After completing the course, and noting the thumbs up, had thrown Williamson a huge grin in return. Despite her challenges with President on the course, she had managed to do her best. She was proud of herself and her happiness level was higher than it had been in a very long time. She stood by herself with President snuggled in her arms to watch the others. She was impressed by the silver fox, whom she figured now was someone in Animagus form. She didn’t know whom until Eris revealed himself. Colour Claudine impressed.
The third year was in absolute shock. What? She had come in second? First for the students? No; she’d give all the credit to President. He had been phenomenal. “You were amazing. Did you hear? You came first. Well, for the student lot, anyway.’’ Cue more cuddles for President. Also, everyone? Please don’t look at her. Claudine hated attention and did her best to be invisible right then.
Another thing? Too bad on coming in second, Naya. The third year smirked widely the moment she realised she beat the girl she was usually jealous of.
Anyway, Claudine didn’t need telling twice to pamper the baby in her arms. She retrieved a few more treats and fed them to the kneazle. All the while, she was focused on Williamson and his revelation. Oh. Wampus kitties! So adorable!
Claudine had her eyes fixated on Fiona. It hadn’t been intentional but to her, Fiona had the same intense gaze as Claudine herself usually wore. That fascinated her. But why was she suddenly walking towards the cages when she had been distant and at the back from most of the class? Claudine suddenly blinked as though coming out of a daze. Um… how had she ended up closer to front of the group of students? She didn’t remember taking paces forward. Claudine was now confused. She stood there looking so, President still cradled in her arms very much at a loss to answer the question, whatever it was that Williamson had asked. Fiona let out a plaintive mew as the h00man she was VERY fond of staring at suddenly stopped. She focused on the kneazle in the girl's arms instead, using her mind control powers to tell it to leap out of your h00man's arms, come here, come heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere and rescue meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Text Cut: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, BTW! Quote:
Originally Posted by hjhm Jillian figured her kneazle wouldn't be able to finish the course by the time the professor will put a halt to it. She doesn't really mind, this kneazle is cute he can do absolutely anything she likes. Besides did the professor required them to finish the activity? This was purely an experiment right? To see if these cats and kneazles can be trained. She concludes that this one- the kneazle she is trying best not to snuggle can't be trained. He can be bribed with food but cannot be trained. He's a boss cat.
Jillian made it back to her seat and placed the kneazle into her lap once again.
No more treats for the kneazle?
No more running too? Okay.
Best he went back to his nap.
Please no more of these nonsense. He doesn't want to be bothered by mundane activities of hooman creatures.
D'aaaaw, so while the kneazle is taking a short rest from the activity earlier Jillian tried focusing at the professor. Wampus cats. They look really dashing. Too bad they're inside that cage but then again they could also be dangerous...? "That they're suppose to be really strong" and by that like really really strong, almost impossible to kill. So the book she once read.
Why should we care for such felines? a lot of reasons really. One would be that wampus cat hair makes a good wand core. "They are indeed strong...." Williamson added that short answer to the list and waited to see if the Head Girl had anything else to add....? Text Cut: Naya Quote:
Originally Posted by Daydreamer11 Naya had gotten more treats for Benjie and she continued to pet him while he lounged and snacked. All was right with the world. The Gryffindor looked up with she heard her name. They had somehow managed to have the third best time in the obstacle course. What? Naya couldn’t believe it. She thought they had taken forever to get through all of the obstacles. “Did you hear that Benjie? We came in third place. How awesome is that?”
Benjie was quite comfortable in the girl’s lap. She seemed happy and very excited about something. Benjie just need for her to keep the treats coming. He was good.
When the professor uncovered the crate and revealed that there were two wampuses....wampusi....two kittens inside, Naya’s eyes got big. Those were 5X creatures. Were they seriously going to study them today? They were meant to tell something about the wampus and Naya raised her hand. “They are very fast, so I suppose they would have no trouble beating all of our times on the obstacle course.” AHA! Finally, someone making the connections Williamson was hoping they'd make! "Excellent, Naya!" he added her fact to the list. "One way to verify the link between myth and fact is to test it for yourself. If wampus are really as fast and everyone says they are, then these kittens --- as small as they are --- should be able to beat the time of even an animagus!"
Right? Right. Text Cut: Lukas Quote:
Originally Posted by Kolyander The thumbs up from the Professor was received with a bright smile. He was pleased with how well they had done. Making the top twelve hadn't been a thought in his mind. All that he wanted to accomplish was finishing the course with Thierry. And finish they had. Seventh place. It wasn't the best but it also wasn't the worst. Lukas smoothed a hand down the kneazle's back as he headed back towards the hay bales with everyone else.
Did everyone else see that fox?! It took to the course like it owned it. The first year couldn't take it eyes off of it but wait... what?! The transfiguration professor. Wicked! No matter how many times he watched his big sister transform into a red panda it always amazed it. Just like now. That was awesome, professor! Cue a wide grin for the man.
Thierry was more than content for the moment in laying in this human's arms and getting a nice head rubbing. Very relaxing. Could sleep now.
Lukas fixed his attention on the now uncovered cage near Professor Williamson and the small kittens? nope not kittens. Wampuses! Now that was a sight! They were adorable, much smaller than he had thought but the professor did say they were young. Those eyes, so bright and yellow. Even with how small they were, he could tell how powerful they were. If he hadn't been so focused on watching them he may have actually answered the professors question. Oops. Rufus didn't want to see any of his inferior felines relaxing... he needed them! He'd need an ARMY if he hoped to escape this enclosure today...
He fixed his big yellow eyes on the kneazle in the little boy's arms, letting out a loud growl to get its attention. It just needed Thierry to look at him, look right into his magical eyessss....... Text Cut: Heath Quote:
Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Heath was still trying to think of a way to get Rey through the second hoop when he heard Professor Williamson tell him to go on to the next one. Okay, he’d try that! Jiggling the feather wand in front of Rey’s eyes, he jogged to the next obstacle, but it wasn’t enough to make up for the time lost on the first obstacle. Heath frowned as the professor announced the times. He thought he and Rey would be unstoppable on the course, but they didn’t even make the top twelve! Well, that was disappointing. It wasn’t Rey’s fault; he just… didn’t like failing, especially when it involved failing in front of other people!
“It’s okay, Rey. You did your best,” he whispered, bending down to pet the little gray cat who was now rubbing against his leg. He scooped her up and carried her back to his seat, where she proceeded to climb onto his shoulder and give his ear a love bite. Not now, Rey! He thought, gently prying her off and setting her in his lap. It was a bit hard to listen to the professor with a cat crawling all over him, but the reveal of the cat-like creatures in the crates was impossible to miss.
Oh, no! Smol hooman is sad. Was it because she couldn’t jump through the high circle-y thing? Rey didn’t like seeing her hooman sad, but she knew how to make him feel better. Meep! Hey, hooman, come pet the cute bby Jedi cat! She rubbed against the hooman’s legs until she got what she wanted. Purr… That’s more like it! Purr…
She kept purring up a storm as the hooman carried her back to their seat, but she wasn’t done trying to cheer him up. Lookit me, hooman! I iz shoulder cat! Now I give you kiss… on the ear… with my teeth. Nibble, nibble. What’s wrong, hooman? You no like teeth kisses? Okay, I sits now.
She snuggled into the smol hooman’s lap. Mmm, hooman’s lap so warm and cozy. Knead, knead, knead… Ooh, what’s that? Big kittehs! Yay, new friends! I go say hi now…
The moment Heath’s eyes met the cat creatures’ big yellow ones, his mind went blank. They were so beautiful, soooo fascinating… He wanted to get a closer look. Wait, no! He blinked, breaking eye contact, and shook his head in a daze. What was going on? Right… wampus. Big cat that looks like a mountain lion, powers of hypnosis and - Rey! Where was Rey?! He caught her just as she looked ready to bolt straight for the wampus crates, and his hold on her instinctively tightened. He kept his eyes down so as not to accidentally lock eyes with the wampuses again, one thought repeating in his foggy brain: protect Rey.
As for the professor’s question, it was practically impossible for Heath to raise his hand while holding a wriggling Rey. Even so, everything he knew about the wampus had already been said, and he was pretty sure nobody wanted to know what he expected the wampuses to do… though one nagging question remained. “Professor,” Heath squeaked after raising his hand as high as he could without losing his grip on Rey. “The wampuses… they’re not going to attack the other cats and kneazles, are they?”
Hey! What are you doing, hooman? Let me go! I want to say hi to the big kittehs! Fiona wanted the baby cat to come here way too. She was only a little bit bigger than it was, but already SOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooo much more powerful. She trained her yellow eyes on the kitten, focusing all her energy on sending big, warm, welcoming vibes its way.... come closer.... come, come set me free.... Williamson had used his wand to lazily begin to pick up the cat toys and pile them back in the box as he waited for more answers, but he looked up at Heath's alarming squeak. "No, I... I don't think they'll attack them," he answered hesitantly. "I think they'll try to use their powers first." Text Cut: Avalon, YASSSS Quote:
Originally Posted by Fireheart Avalon was a little bummed at Shadow's disobedience and the fact that they didn't make the top 12, but she quickly forgot about her disappointment when she saw the wampus kittens. They were JUST. SO. CUTE! Who would have thought that such dangerous creatures could look so adorable? Too bad they grew up to be kind of scary. She knew that a wampus was a symbol for an Ilvermorny house, and a little bit about its history, but she didn't know how much of it was actually true. Like a lot of magical creatures, this one was based heavily in myth, which Avalon knew could be misleading.
"It was said to have originated in North America, and some legends say that a tribe cursed a woman who was spying on one of their ceremonies. She had wrapped herself in the pelt of a cougar, so when they cursed her, she became one with the cat." Who knew if that story had any truth to it, but it was interesting to say the least. "I do believe that they're fierce warriors and very strong, like the legend says. That would explain why they were chosen to represent the Ilvermorny house." As for how they should care for them? She really didn't know, but if they had hypnotic powers like the stories warned, they should probably be careful. "If their eyes really have hypnotic powers, perhaps we should avoid making eye contact with them. The kittens are probably harmless, but if we were dealing with an adult, should we be careful about looking them in the eye?" Sort of like a basilisk, right? AHA! Here were some MORE of the answers William was looking for. One could always count on a Ravenclaw to get this right, heh heh.
"Brilliant," he remarked, flicking his wand at his chalkboard once again. "That's the legend I ALSO believe in, Avalon!" She was more than making up for not finishing the course. "I think the wampus orginated like the Hairy MacBoon, from a cursed witch who became stuck as a cat and then somehow bred with REAL mountain lions to give us the powerful beast we have today." He nodded toward Rufus and Fiona. "This would also explain why the babies of the wampus look like miniature cougars insead of like fluffy, spotted babies... they're descended from a witch in a cougar skin...."
Oh, and the other part of her answer!!! He was almost so excited he couldn't contain himself as he pointed his wand to the chalkboard again. "I should have told you all to bring sunglasses with you today, as they can HELP lessen the effects of the wampus." He, at least, had a pair of sunnies, and popped them out of his jacket pocket and onto his face. Did Carwyn remember to bring his sunnies too?
Anyway. Williamson gestured toward the chalkboard of notes so that the students would write those down.
Wampus Facts
---eyes can hypnotize
---possible powers of legilimency
---hair is used in wands
---can walk on hind legs
---quickly grow to be pretty large
---nearly impossible to kill, once fully grown
---Cherokee of North America are the only ones to use their hair in a wand
---look similar to a mountain lion
---most active at dawn and dusk (crepuscular)
---VERY strong
---VERY fast
---fierce warriors
---represent a House at Ilvermorny
---possibly originated from a witch in cougar skin who was cursed
---should avoid eye contact or wear sunglasses "Anything else we should know before we move on? What about their diet? Any care they might require?"
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