Nancy
 

Satine thought for a moment..."Nope, but good question...."

And the Slytherin girl asked yet another question. "Erm.... Yes," Rachel answered finally, deciding that it was the best answer. Smiling politely at her, the fifth year eyed the rest of the classroom in search for more questions directed at her.

It wasn't a question, but it was directed at her. "Nope, sorry," she replied with a slightly apologetic smile, fiddling with the ends of her brown hair. Taking a clip out from the pocket of her clothes, she quickly secured the annoying strands in place before resuming her search for questions or guesses.

Awww, shucks. Fyo gave Rachel a polite nod, before turning back to the notes he had made, and adding "is not the Wizarding Examinations Authority" under the heading that was the Ravenclaw prefect's name.

"No, sorry, Diane. It's not that either," she said, shaking her head no. She was beginning to think that she'd received perhaps one of the most difficult organizations of them all. Her organization required them to ask completely out of the box questions and to really know odd bits of history. She pulled her paper back out of her pocket and stared at it again. Hmm...she really only knew one major thing about this organization.

She was out of questions for the prefect, ah, Rachel, she gathered her name was. But there were only 5, maybe 6 that fitted the criteria. Give or take. Unless the Gryffindor girl that just spoke was right, the others better start guessing; this was probably going to be a hit or miss period.

As for the other prefect -- ah, Anna, was it -- also out of questions, and that still left at least 4. Pity she couldn't say more, this one looked particularly difficult. But with that answer, Diane crossed out four more orgs: one of them didn't have the word international, per see, but another thing in its name hinted it was not necessarily within the UK exclusively.

Which meant, Diane had one question for Raiden and one for Satine left. Satine had an organization which-- ah Diane was starting to feel a bit dizzy. It wasn't academic-related, sport-related, and to be quite honest, Diane did not want to be unoriginal to ask any questions asked in the previous round. "Satine, was your organization involved in any past wars or violent struggles?"

For Raiden, an organization that was kind of elitist, involved no creatures and was noble. "Raiden, is your organization old, say, medieval times old?"

Linda went to her seat and sat down and asked Satine 'Satine,is your organisation controlled by the ministry?'

Satine looked back at Diane, "Yes it was involved in either past wars or violent struggles...good question..." she said encouragingly, "But that's your second questions...."

Hearing a familiar Ravvie voice, she smiled, "O Linda, great question...but nope it is not controlled by the ministry...Thanks for the question though..."

Satine looked at the unfamiliar face with a smile, "Oooooo...good one! That would be a big ol' T-R-U-E!" she said with a giggle. "One question down from you...who's next?"

Rachel took a few seconds to think about that particular question before smiling and nodding towards the girl. "Yes, it was," she answered brightly, trying to put off the fact that last time she had talked to this girl they had almost bitten each other's heads off.

"Sorry, no," the fifth year shook her head at the girl who had guessed and her hand went to the pocket where the little slip was. She wondered if she would be able to guess the organisation... After all, this game required asking the right questions just as much as knowing your history. Maybe even more so in her case.

Rachel shook her head. "No, that's not it," she replied apologetically to the girl, while fiddling absentmindedly with her stubby, short nails as she waited for the next question/guess.

Steven looked slightly complexed from where he sat next to Nancy. His head cocked slightly towards his best friend as he tried to figure out what Rachel was getting to. "Rachel...." He said, adding a few more thoughts together. "Is it the Inquistorial Squad?" He asked, still wondering whether or not he was actually right.

Nancy gave Rachel one curt nod as she heard the answer to her question. Okay, that eliminated quite a few of the possible organizations. That left her with two organizations actually, which she thought could be Rachel's. There were probably more but right now Nancy had limited them to those two. But unfortunately she was no longer allowed to guess Rachel's organization. Hmpf...

But then that Slytherin girl, Helena Nancy thought was her name, guesses one of her two organization and...and...was wrong. Meh... Okay, then it just had to be the other one. Somebody had to guess that...they just had to. Preferably a Slytherin. Trying her best to send brainwaves at all the Slytherins currently involved in the game Nancy bit her lip hard until...a familiar voice from right next to her made a beam flash across her face. Steven had apparently received her brainwaves. He had guessed her second organization. Nudging him with a grin Nancy waited for Rachel to reply. It just had to be it.

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Steven! Fyo glanced the Slytherin's way, only recently having learned that he was one of Lissy's cousin. But he couldn't be right.. The Inquistorial Squad had shared a mission, and Rachel had said a mission was irrelevant to the organization she represented.

The third year sat up straighter, clearly wondering what the organization was. This was a lot tougher than he had thought it would be!

Looking up as she heard someone call her name, Rachel focused on the boy sitting right next to the girl she had answered just a minute ago. "Nope, sorry," she answered with another apologetic smile and skimmed her eyes over the rest of the class again, in search for more questions.

"No, Shumeeta, it isn't," she said, giving the girl an apologetic look. Anna sure did wish she'd gotten a little easier of an organization. This one was proving to be rather difficult. She shifted positions from one side to the other, then glanced out at her classmates in anticipation of the next question...or maybe, a guess?

"Aww, Fyo. I'm sorry, but it's not. I'm glad you really thought outside the box, though," Anna said, giving the boy a friendly smile. Maybe now that she'd said that, some of the others would start thinking outside the box, as well.