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Max Krauss-Marshall
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi 
Wow. No one had ever taken the time to actually write down what he wanted to recommend. He waited as he watched her grab an notebook and self-inking quill and as he began to speak he also saw that the quill was moving. He had seen it many times before but sometimes magic still amazed him.
He tried not to chuckle at how she butchered SeJong’s name because it wasn’t the point. The point here was that she actually took the time to write stuff down. ”Is your brother older than you?” he asked. "Do you have more siblings?" he was always curious about other people's families. "They did?” he raised an eyebrow as Irithel began to oh so casually to explain what wizards did with their….waste… before plumbing was invented ”That’s uhm…i- i don’t know what to say to that” he laughed. It was the first genuine laugh since they had started talking.
Even people with money felt the loss of losing money. It was a different thing when his family donated or when they went on a luxurious vacation . That money was spend on something. It was used. He hadn’t even played some of the games yet before they were destroyed, it had served no purpose. ”I heard about the owls”He frowned ”I have an owl as well, his name is Brownie , i hope he’s okay … If they hurt the owls i’m going to —!!” His eyes widened and his gaze went from neutral to angry again. He took a deep breath to calm himself because he didn’t want to lose his temper now. Not in front of Irithel.
”Our common room was completely trashed when we got back from the feast on the first day. Did that happen to yours as well?” he asked as he remembered back. He had also lost a two-way mirror. If he still had it he could have contacted his father and asked for help. ”They really did their best so that we couldn’t communicate with the outside world. We’re basically trapped here” And what happened after the school year was over? Were they allowed to leave or was everyone who didn’t join their stupid cult getting killed? The thought made his stomach turn. ”Someone out there must have noticed something right?”
”Could have been accidental magic” he repeated and nodded his head. ”I was trying to bake a cake for my mother’s birthday” before he had nearly burned the place down. Speaking of birthday cakes, Minjae looked as if he was about to CRY. ”That is so nice of you! I like chocolate cake and my birthday is February 16th just FIY” he grinned like a little child.
That notebook could get buried under a pile of other misc journals, but Irithel would remember to fish it out and read Minjae's recommendation if her family decided to plan a visit to Korea in the future. "Yep, he's around your age. I have three older brothers, Eron's already graduated and Eryk and Alfie are currently in Ravenclaw. What about you? Any siblings?" she asked, something she had been curious about when he spoke about the family vacations to Sweden.
"Poor Brownie. I'm sure he's okay. He's probably just locked in a cage and fed really cheap owl food," she said sympathetically. Then, she frowned as if anger seeped into her after leaving Minjae. If what she said were true, humans were in a much better situation than the owls. At least they still had good meals everyday. "No, he's not okay! If they really mistreat the owls, I'm going to make them eat slugs for the rest of their lives," she clenched her fists, suddenly enraged.
The first night back to school was memorable for way too many reasons. "Yes, we had a common room slumber party," wait, that sounded too happy - "because no one wanted to sleep in the dorms after they were ransacked," she explained. Like the Hufflepuff, Irithel was also thinking ahead to the end of term, simply because she envied the seventh years. She thought they would surely be allowed to graduate, as long as they submitted all their homework on time. The alliance would have new 11-year-olds to indoctrinate, so oldies like Minjae would have to leave the dorms for them, right? "Yeah, I bet. Didn't something similar happen a few years ago? I couldn't communicate with my brothers at Hogwarts because of the ... the storm! I was terribly worried back then, but they returned home safely in the summer like nothing happened." They could hope for a miracle like that again.
Oh wow, THAT was a baking experience she never had - her own mother left the family before she learned how to bake. And he looked like he got something in his eyes wait, was he about to cry?? Please don't, she could get so awkward around crying people. "Noted," she smiled, though she did not pull out her notebook again. Birthdays and cake preferences were easy enough to remember.
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