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Krel Ansell · 10-27-2022, 01:12 AM

Text Cut: Gideon

”Yes, well…” Hugo said, sparing a brief glance at the young(er) man who had spoken. His eyes darted back to the fountain again as the spout of water started making another gesture. ”That seems to be the consensus regarding water spigots around these parts.” He took a step to the left as a splurt of water was shot his way. He was going to add this fountain to his list of places his team needed to check for wayward jinxes, hexes, and curses. Maybe it was something with the water and until he found out, he wasn’t going to be drinking anything that wasn’t bottled.

”Tell me,” he said, turning to the young man. ”Have you had any unpleasant occurrences with said fountain?” One of his hands moved to his hip, shifting his jacket enough to show his MLE badge.

10-27-2022, 01:12 AM	#8 (permalink)
Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Gideon Quote: Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline Just because he was no longer working at Slug and Jiggers didn’t mean Gideon didn’t find himself spending time in Diagon Alley much anymore. When he had the time that was. Work at Mungos often kept him busier than even the apothecary had, but he found he might just have landed where he should have. Took him long enough. But he had a free day and was strolling along the cobblestones, enjoying the brisk wintery weather that filled his birthday month and reminded him of good times. Coming along the north end he was most familiar with, and the fountain that resided there outside the Leaky Cauldron, he spotted a man around his age looking curiously at said fountain. Perhaps a little too close. “I’d be careful…that fountain has an aggressive streak.” Well as aggressive as a thing could get that couldn’t physically move from place to place. ”Yes, well…” Hugo said, sparing a brief glance at the young(er) man who had spoken. His eyes darted back to the fountain again as the spout of water started making another gesture. ”That seems to be the consensus regarding water spigots around these parts.” He took a step to the left as a splurt of water was shot his way. He was going to add this fountain to his list of places his team needed to check for wayward jinxes, hexes, and curses. Maybe it was something with the water and until he found out, he wasn’t going to be drinking anything that wasn’t bottled. ”Tell me,” he said, turning to the young man. ”Have you had any unpleasant occurrences with said fountain?” One of his hands moved to his hip, shifting his jacket enough to show his MLE badge. __________________