 you live your life just once, so don't forget about a thing called love.
Chad smiled as he looked around the room. They all knew the statute...but none of them knew how it applied to the quidditch world cup and creatures. Oh! A beam of hope!
"I'm amazed, Mr. Spence...one of the newest employees to our department...and you figured it all out before those who have been here a long time. And you've explained it right, too! Good man," Chad chuckled sitting back in his chair.
"Well, if you knew the Statute of Secrecy, you would understand why Werewolves shouldn't be allowed to the QWC. Everytime there's a QWC, the stadium is usually placed in an area where muggle towns and villages are not too far off. Why do you think the campsites are meant to be NO MAGIC? On top of being close to muggle villages, we are riding precariously close to a full moon. If we get a werewolf at the QWC and he or she decides to run off and accidentally or purposely goes into a village...that spells trouble for us.
"House elves are okay still, though," he nodded. "They have no choice but to follow orders...if they're told to stay in the tent, they stay in the tent. Werewolves, unfortunately, may not be so rule-abiding." Chad shrugged and stared at his paper; as far as it went in his head, that was the end of that issue.
"Any other cares or concerns?"
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Guess who just got back today. Them wild-eyed boys that had been away.
Haven't changed that much to say. But man, I still think them cats are crazy.
They were askin' if you were around. How you was, where you could be found....
Tailz is back in town, Tailz is back in town. =) |