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And just like that, with some innocent comment, Cope was sure he'd lost whatever reparations might have been made. Sigh. It made him very sad. Sniffle.

"Maybe I don't WANT to drink it, Plymouth. I'm... I'm SAD." He wiped his face. "What if its poisoned?"

"I don't want a lot of things, but I have to do them. Just like YOU have to drink this potion." Plymouth leaned waaaaay over the table and found a BIG spoon. A ladle, even. He ... was uncomfortable. He didn't do well with tears. He didn't do well with BIRDS. And, for the most part, he didn't do well with Copernicus anymore.

Plymouth dipped his BIG spoon into his purpley smell good potion. "This won't make you happy, but ... calm at least. Maybe.... you'll go to sleep or something. Wake up and not be big and yellow anymore."

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Originally Posted by unicornkeeper07 (Post 8424360)

Aislynn could tell Myrtle was losing interest. She hid in the shadows, where no one could see her. She quickly grabbed some made Polyjuice Potion and she used a hair from Chase McKenzie, the Quidditch player, she had from when she hugged him at the Autograph tent. She put the hair in the potion, transformed her clothes and then took a drink. She immediately transformed.

"Myrtle wait!!!!" Aislynn was shocked at how deep her voice was as she spoke in Chase's booming voice.

As Chase she walked to where Myrtle had vanished, hopefully she heard him just in time. "Oh fair Myrtle--"

Aislynn felt uncomfortable. It was weird being a man and so tall! She stood there awkwardly, but hopefully it was a believable performace.

Kazimeriz watched, astounded, as what appeared to be a grown man stepped forward and recited poetry in a not-so-grown voice. His eyes narrowed. Polyjuice. he thought as Myrtle fled. "Enough." Kazimeriz hissed at the student, striding over to get nose-to-nose with the student, grabbing his arm tightly and glaring. If looks could kill. "I do not know yet you who are, but I guarantee you that you will regret the day you procured polyjuice and ingested it in my presence. Now... be seated before you are expelled for misuse of a dangerous potion." He gestured to a nearby chair for the student.

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Originally Posted by She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! (Post 8424818)

And there she went... Anxiety played against them, it was previsible. But the answers were to a degree provided. Diane looked at the wall where the gost girl had disappeared too, wondering, wishing to contact her again in the future if only she knew how... Moreover, one of her to-do list items had recently walked into the lab.

"Was this the answer you were looking for, professor," Diane asked, approaching Professor Kazimeriz. Ah, how peculiar, by being in this classroom this much, she actually remembered his difficult surname. "More importantly, is there somebody in the castle that speaks Mermish?"

Guess there was no choice but meeting with that person.

"Perhaps the headmaster does. And yes-- this is very much the clue that we needed. If nothing else, you would all do well to visit the library as Myrtle stated. Perhaps you could obtain information that would be of assistance."

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana (Post 8425067)

Anna remained still and quiet as both the professor and her friends questioned Myrtle. She had a few questions she'd like to ask, as well, but she was interested in hearing what the reply would be to the recent questions from Professor Kazimeriz. She admired the manner in which he went about asking the questions. He was very careful not to offend Myrtle or make her feel unworthy in any way. Then again, so were the questioning tactics of her friends, too.

...but then, a few moments later, the ghost was yelling and seemed highly upset. Anna widened her eyes and bit her bottom lip. Well, this was it...she was surely a goner. Sure enough, a few seconds later, the ghost darted from the room. Gone. Anna sighed softly, then turned to the professor. "At least we learned something very important. The sounds she's been hearing are quite possibly Mermish," she recalled.

Kazimeriz nodded. "The magical traces I detected in the water were unlike anything to come from a wizard's magic. So it is absolutely possible, yes." Of course, there were 100 OTHER things in that water it could be as well. "This experiment is, I believe, complete. You should all go to the library to research this further." Meanwhile, he would go see the Headmaster.

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Originally Posted by Cassirin (Post 8428940)

"Yes, right." Copernicus made a face at the bogies, which were getting all of his concentration at the moment. "She's a hard girl to please, perhaps, but as I said... I have no experience in the matter. I'm not really helping, am I?"

"I shall be stepping out of the lab for a moment, but shall return momentarily. Please see to it that your brother does not blow up my lab." Kazimeriz turned to the polyjuice'd student. "Come with me." he ordered as he shuffled out of the lab.

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz (Post 8429101)

Copernicus obediently opened his mouth, but he was clearly NOT happy about it. Ughhhhh, yucky potions made him so SAD. "I don't want to die, though, ok? So don't kill me."

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape (Post 8429103)

Colin (Aislynn) followed Professor Kazimeriz. "Technically, it wasn't in your presence." Colin grunted and folded his arms. With more time, his voice seemed to get deeper. "If you don't mind sir, but aren't you the one who is considering allowing two students to switch places with polyjuice potion." He glared at Professor Kazimeriz. He knew it was an empty threat. "This was a greater need, none of these..." he scoffed as he looked around, "...boys seem to know how to woo a person. It was vital to get information from Myrtle and everyone seemed to scare her off...sir." He bit his tongue, he was so frustrated. He could feel the vein in his forehead pulse. "Perhaps, while I am still in this state, I could go to the library and see if I can still extract information from Myrtle before it's too late. When I'm done, I will come back here and face the consequences like a...man." He forced himself not to grin. "Expel me for all I care, it was for the good of the cause. I...I have no purpose to finish school anymore." He bit down on his tongue harder, to the point he could feel the bitter taste of blood. If only Professor Kazimeriz knew...

Complete experiment, she was not so sure about that. Diane did step out from the classroom without another word and leaving her things, like her oversized bag, behind. However, she came back not long after. She was holding something on her hand, what looked like a globe, and it had a metallic protection worth speaking of old as the armour she had took it from. Diane simply poured the rest of the flood water on a large sized cauldron that could fit what was left, and dropped the still hand-shaped glove inside.

She left a note besides it that said "PLEASE, DO NOT TOUCH. ON GOING EXPERIMENT." Then closed the lid over the cauldron, and thus started the wait. She did pick her things and on her way out, patted the older, bigger apparently male student on the arm in a sign of sympathy. She, however, in all the time that took her come and go from a place to another, did not say a word.

Cam didn't really understand anything. His brain couldn't really process EVERYTHING to be honest, they were all going... so so so so fast. So Myrtle barely had a problem with his poem and then Kazi trieeeed to get info out of her and she left, quite angry. And then suddenly there was this Polyjuice'd girl turning into a guy person?! ...well clearly the girl/guy had wasted a bottle of Polyjuice potion just for this situation. Myrtle had already left. He didn't really care so much for the Gryffindor, whether expelled or not, he focused on the main situation.

"Mermish, eh?" Cam put his hand onto his chin, trying his best to look smart. "So I guess we're off to the library??" Ew. The library, it was a sickening place, filled with mostly useless books and well... STUFFF he didn't really like. Guh. But Mermish sounded interesting. Right?

SCREECHSCREECHSCREECH.

"...did you hear that?! I'm pretty sure I HEARD something down there," he asked confusingly, wondering if it was just his crazy brain or something else, "OH! There it goes again! I swear I'm hearing something!"

"I wouldn't kill you, Copernicus." Plymouth sighed and poured the potion into TweetyPern's mouth, then offered a bit of his robes for him to wipe the dribbles away.

".... better?" Maybe? Plymouth had done MOST of it right...

"You might kill me a little bit," Copernicus smacked his lips and laid his head down on the desk. It was sort of... swimmy in his head at the moment. His eyes and face had that tight, just-cried feel to them, but at least he wasn't STILL crying.

"I really am sorry, little Plymouth brother. Wanna be friends, ok?" He mumbled it all into his hand.

"Sorry for what?" Plymouth's jaw was all tight and stressed. He finally found some vials, so he started working on siphoning out the potion. Professor Kazimeriz would PROBABLY want some of Plymouth Morgan's Potions. Definitely would.

"Stole your girlfriend. Lied." He pressed his cheek against the table instead, letting the cold wake him up a bit. "Miss you too. The fighting is so miserable."

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape (Post 8429103)

"Well, that rules out one of my original theories then," Anna said, thinking back to the time she'd come up with the idea that someone or something was using magic to charm the water. So the loud noises they'd been hearing were in Mermish, a language not exactly understood by humans. Great. So now the only option left to do, for the moment, was to go explore the library. "Well, thank you for your time, sir. I appreciate what we did learn. I'm off to the library..." She turned and headed towards the door, turning around once she got there. "You lot are most welcome to come along," she said to her fellow students. She smiled, then headed out the door and towards the library.

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Originally Posted by Cassirin (Post 8429354)

"Stole your girlfriend. Lied." He pressed his cheek against the table instead, letting the cold wake him up a bit. "Miss you too. The fighting is so miserable."

Plymouth cleaned off his vial with this robes, wiping all the excess he'd spilled. He took his time, focusing on getting his jaw to relax before he answered.

It took a few minutes, at least.

Plymouth held up the vial to the light to inspect the color, "I don't know what to say to that. You didn't steal her, but you sure didn't help anything. YOU go six months without talking to her and then we'll talk about miserable." Plymouth lowered his gaze to Copernicus and his ridiculous yellow feathers. "It's fine. We talk. I get to keep her, too."

Plymouth placed his potion carefully on the worktop and then busied himself with cleaning Tom Toad the Frog. He was raelly a dirty frog.

Huh? What had happened, why Myrtle had left? Grace really took a moment to understand. All professor had said was 'Are you sure?' Now Grace understood why Myrtle was nick named as "Moaning". Yet, Grace still died to meet her. Sigh, she had to try hard to find her.

But before she thought where to find her, a girl had just changed gender! Whatthehellhowdidthishappenwhathappenedtothegirl? Grace felt like her eyes could just pop out with shock. She'd heard about Polyjuice... now she saw that it was fantastic! Really poor Gryffindork, she were almost to be expelled because of using such a wise and wonderful thing... Of course Grace had no idea it was actually dangerous.

Again apart from that tomboy, they were to check Mermish. As Grace knew, it was the language of Mermaids, a language she had never heard, which was natural. She gave one more look to the girl-boy and left along with Anna the Head Girl, Diane and the others.

"I didn't steal her," Copernicus repeated, closing his eyes and resting his arm on the tray of troll bogies. "Are you going to keep me too?"

Plymouth sent a stream of water into his cauldron and started scrubbing it with a rag. It was still hot, so it was all STEAMY. Plymouth inhaled the fumes. Mmmm smelled good. He was a Potion's MASTER. Clearly.

"I reckon I have to. That whole brother thing, living together at school and at home. Sharing parents. Sharing everything." PLymouth paused in his scrubbing to piece Copernicus with a LOOK. "We're not sharing girlfriends again, Copernicus. Got it? I'll give you the shirt off my back, but ..."

But yeah. Sharing clothes, sharing a room, sharing a mom, sharing underwear even Plymouth could and would gladly do. Sharing smooching privileges with Copernicus is where Plymouth drew the line.

"What are the chances something like this would happen again? It shouldn't have even happened in the first place," Cope yawned and stretched, showing the bogies sticking all down his arm. Ew.

"I don't really... want to be friends with you because you think you have to. I'd rather you want to. Just saying."

"I don't know what the chances are, Perni. YOU tell ME." Plymouth turned his cauldron upside down and let it drip water out all over the floor. "I do want to be friends." Wasn't that why Plymouth was SO UPSET to begin with? That his so called best friend and brother had... completely disregarded him?

Plymouth offered his hand to Copernicus. He was going to SCRUB his brother. Sigh. What a mess.

"I didn't want her because you did. I think normally very different girls would appeal to us. If I ever so much as look at a girl you like, I'll... I don't know. I just won't." He wasn't planning on looking at any other girls EVER, to be honest.

Cope put his hand out for Plymouth to clean up. "I'm going away all summer. No girls you like there."

Plymouth shrugged at Copernicus. Time would tell, right? He took Copernicus's hand started scrubbing his arms up and down with the wet rag. "Yeah. Cela told me. Zahra won't know you when you come back."

Plymouth licked his finger and reached up to wipe a booger from Copernicus's feathery face.

Cope's face fell at the thought of his baby sister not recognizing him. Not... liking him, maybe. "I was going to see if you could come. For a week, maybe? If you wanted...?" He let Plymouth scrub bogies off of him, and he was coming to himself just enough to be disgusted.

"Here. Finish up and I'll finish your.... nargle... troll bogey stuff." Plymouth was being SUCH a good boy. All dedicated to the task and not getting upset and generally being ... good. Plymouth dug his hands into the bogeys and started sifting.

"Sure. If Truebridge won't mind." Cela had said it was Truebridge that set up Copernicus leaving, right? Pretty sure. "I'll have to figure out when Kayla and CellBell are coming. And hopefully Daphne. And I have a beach trip with Evee planned. I'm inviting Tobi over, too." Clearly Plymouth had been making plans to keep himself busy and happy over the summer.

"No," Cope shook his head and returned to the bogies. "You don't HAVE to come. Thought you might like the digging and stuff. Nevermind. It was dumb." He flicked some nargle eggs into the tray and called it a job well done. Mostly, except for the ones he'd ended up wearing. But the eggs were cleaned out, and that was the task, right?

"Sounds like... a fun summer. I'll be sorry to miss it."

"I figured I would need to keep myself busy so that I don't go crazy by myself," Plymouth admitted. What was the point in nargle eggs? Didn't they grow in your brain or something? Was Plymouth going to have like... nargles? "So I made plans. I didn't say I didn't WANT to go dig up stuff with you. You assume. And let me tell you, assuming? It gets you in trouble." Plymouth knew allllll too well.

"So do you want to?" Cope turned with raised eyebrow to his step-brother, clearly hoping for some specific response. "It'll be hot and dirty work, and I'm not sure how much we'll be allowed to do, but... I think it'll be fun. Just us and Truebridge and the dirt and the sun. And no homework."