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Fergersnout didn’t mind being disturbed. She’d often informed her students that her office door was open for anyone with worries and concerns, a quick matter or a full blown debate on why it WAS important to study the Troll Wars. The costume closet was a permanently open space for everyone to use just so long as nothing was damaged.
It was true that Shakespeare was full of Elizabethan English, an early rendition of their modern language which could make reading his plays a little complicated but that kind of added to the romanticism and interest of them. “I imagine many Muggles would think that we are a little set in our ways too, don’t you? We do after all live in a castle lit by candlelight,” she chuckled. Hogwarts probably wasn’t far off from a Tudor castle.
As for Hamlet being her favourite? “Merlin, no. I much prefer his comic works to his tragedies. Twelfth Night is such a hoot!” She could appreciate that tragedy made for an interesting storyline but Apollonia often longed to leave the theatre in tears of laughter rather than sorrow.
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