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XanaSnape · 09-08-2009, 07:49 PM

Please do not post here until the Professor has invited you in. Please use the office doorway thread to knock and gain admittance to the Professor's office.

The warm interior of Professor Kazimeriz's office is simply lit with a candlelight chandelier. While it is well organized and fastidiously tidy, the floor to ceiling mahogany shelves are overflowing with thick, ancient books and curiosities that the professor has collected during nearly a century of travels. The walls are decorated with tribal masks and other oddities as well as moving photographs of distant lands and distant people. Several photos are of the professor himself, posing with various wizards, witches, hobgoblins, werewolves, vampires and other magical beings.

At the center of the office is a large mahogany desk with a deeply cushioned leather chair behind it. On the desk are a few artifacts, including a glass-encased hand of glory. There is also a quill, blotter and a photograph of a much younger Professor Kazimeriz with a woman and small child.

At the back of the room there is a large, locked, wood and glass enclosed curio cabinet which contains a variety of objects. Each object has a note card describing the object and the curse placed on it. To the right of the cabinet, there is a brass bell dangling from a wrought iron hook. In this area, there is also a fastidious workspace featuring a triple-locked glass cabinet housing potions ingredients. On the counter you will find an array of potions-making equipment: phials, alembics, stills,and of course several cauldrons in various states of steaming and brewing. The bookshelves are jammed with many ancient texts: An anonymous treatise on the Philosophers' stone, An hundred aphorisms containing the whole body of magic from Ms. Sloane 1321, Basil Valentine's Triumphal Chariot of Antimony, Advanced Potion-Making by Libatius Borage, Moste Potente Potions, Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger, Compleat Potions by Horace Slughorn, and many others.

Comfortable, overstuffed chairs and sofas are positioned within the office near the fireplace sitting area and across from the professor's desk. The smell of tea and warm sugar cookies lingers in the air, mingling with the scent of the burning pine log in the fireplace and the occasional wafting scent of whatever happens to be brewing at the moment.

When you are invited in, please make yourself comfortable.

XanaSnape · 09-20-2009, 12:41 AM

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Originally Posted by SnitCHchASER

"Oh." Ema bit her lip. Well, this would be a bit more difficult, wouldn't it? A specific remedy? Shooooot!!! "Toxic to muggles, sir?" ohhh dear this was BAD.

"Umm...pancreatic cancer, sir." she felt like a little kid for a moment, like she was almost guilty of something. Well, no she wasn't, not yet.

Kazimeriz analyzed the girl for a moment. She seemed nervous. "I do hope you are not planning to break the statute of secrecy by providing a muggle with a wizarding potion, Miss Daniels. That would likely result in a very long stay in Azkaban." he cautioned softly.

"But if we are just speaking hypothetically, for academic interest... If one were to consider treating a muggle illness, it would be first wise to determine if the diagnosis were accurate. Often muggle ailments are in fact curses that have been misdiagnosed by muggle healers who, obviously, do not have knowledge of magic. Make no mistake- muggles can be affected by magic quite easily, and their constitutions are much weaker than ours. Presuming that it was in fact a 'muggle ailment' and not a magical curse, there could perhaps still be potions that could be devised to resolve the illness."

Kazimeriz pulled out a parchment and jotted a note, sealing it. He handed it to the girl. "Take this note to Miss Sophie Melita... She is the new healer in the hospital wing. She is a woman of extensive knowledge in healing arts and would be best suited to field your questions. If you need my help further after speaking with her, my door is of course open to you."

SPOILER!!: Kazi's note

He noticed his orb flashing. "You may enter." he said. Might as well; there were enough students here to throw a small party.

SnitCHchASER · 09-20-2009, 12:53 AM

Emalyn's palms were, well, to say the least...sweaty. Yes, very clammy. "I - I wouldn't dream of it, professor. I was merely interested in...the jist of it, if you would. Just want to understand it, that's all." Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out. It's not like he's a human lie detector...

Right?

Well this was MUCH more difficult then she imagined it would be. She had no clue that muggles were that much different, aside from the magical abilities.
"Wow...I...didn't know that." Ema sighed. It seemed either way there were no definite answers for Liam's cancer. She never stopped to think that maybe they got the diagnosis wrong. "It's very interesting. Education wise."

Emalyn took the sealed envelope, nodding. "Thank you professor." she tucked it into her school bag. "I'll go see her when I can. You've been a big help..." she extended her hand out to the man. "And don't worry, it was all hypothetical." she could notice the concern he had in his voice when he had mentioned all the Azkaban *shudder* stuff. Even though she didn't plan to actually PROVIDE Liam with the potion...more like sneak it into a beverage or in some way shove it down his throat without him knowing. "I promise." Kind of.

"And," she turned to the teapot. "I'm very sorry."

TeafortheSoul · 09-20-2009, 01:08 AM

Celandine entered the office and took a seat, clutching a little pouch in one hand. She smiled at Professor Kazimeriz and offered a tiny wave at his tea set.

Friendly tea set.

XanaSnape · 09-20-2009, 03:00 AM

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Originally Posted by SnitCHchASER

Emalyn's palms were, well, to say the least...sweaty. Yes, very clammy. "I - I wouldn't dream of it, professor. I was merely interested in...the jist of it, if you would. Just want to understand it, that's all." Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out. It's not like he's a human lie detector...

Right?

Well this was MUCH more difficult then she imagined it would be. She had no clue that muggles were that much different, aside from the magical abilities.
"Wow...I...didn't know that." Ema sighed. It seemed either way there were no definite answers for Liam's cancer. She never stopped to think that maybe they got the diagnosis wrong. "It's very interesting. Education wise."

Emalyn took the sealed envelope, nodding. "Thank you professor." she tucked it into her school bag. "I'll go see her when I can. You've been a big help..." she extended her hand out to the man. "And don't worry, it was all hypothetical." she could notice the concern he had in his voice when he had mentioned all the Azkaban *shudder* stuff. Even though she didn't plan to actually PROVIDE Liam with the potion...more like sneak it into a beverage or in some way shove it down his throat without him knowing. "I promise." Kind of.

"And," she turned to the teapot. "I'm very sorry."

The teapot flipped its little top up as though tipping a hat -quite all right, miss, it happens all the time - to her. Apology accepted.

"Very good. We will talk more after you've seen Miss Melita, then." Kazimeriz nodded, but something in her eyes told him that it might be quite as hypothetical as she said. Perhaps it was just that students were always coming up with situations 'for a friend' that really turned out to be for themselves. At the ripe old age of 103 (nearly 104, he reminded himself), one had a tendency to start to feel that there was nothing new under the sun.

Well.. almost nothing new, he amended, thinking of recent events.

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Celandine entered the office and took a seat, clutching a little pouch in one hand. She smiled at Professor Kazimeriz and offered a tiny wave at his tea set.

Friendly tea set.

"Good afternoon, Miss Toussaint. Would you care for some tea?" Kazimeriz asked pleasantly. "It's Mrs. Kazimeriz's special blend." Say what you would for the professor who was stern to the point of near cruelty... he was a firm believer in social niceties.

Knowing its business with the Hufflepuff girl was done, the enchanted teapot sliiiid itself across Kazimeriz's low tea table to where the girl was. It fairly jitterbugged with excitement at being acknowledged not once, but twice. It was a social little thing. A teacup and saucer shimmied over to join the pot, ready should the girl care for tea.

TeafortheSoul · 09-20-2009, 03:10 AM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

The teapot flipped its little top up as though tipping a hat -quite all right, miss, it happens all the time - to her. Apology accepted.

"Very good. We will talk more after you've seen Miss Melita, then." Kazimeriz nodded, but something in her eyes told him that it might be quite as hypothetical as she said. Perhaps it was just that students were always coming up with situations 'for a friend' that really turned out to be for themselves. At the ripe old age of 103 (nearly 104, he reminded himself), one had a tendency to start to feel that there was nothing new under the sun.

Well.. almost nothing new, he amended, thinking of recent events.

"Good afternoon, Miss Toussaint. Would you care for some tea?" Kazimeriz asked pleasantly. "It's Mrs. Kazimeriz's special blend." Say what you would for the professor who was stern to the point of near cruelty... he was a firm believer in social niceties.

Knowing its business with the Hufflepuff girl was done, the enchanted teapot sliiiid itself across Kazimeriz's low tea table to where the girl was. It fairly jitterbugged with excitement at being acknowledged not once, but twice. It was a social little thing. A teacup and saucer shimmied over to join the pot, ready should the girl care for tea.

Overhearing the tail end of what Kazi said to.... what was her name... Emalyn? Yes? Celandine made a little face. She was wary of Melita.

Very wary of her.

Celandine immediately went on 'best behaviour' though, ensuring she was sitting properly, back straight and knees together.

"Oh yes please, Professor Kazimeriz." See the thing was, Celandine had not intended to stay long, but the teapot was sooo excited, how could she not? She beamed down at the teacup and the saucer as they cheerfully said hello too and quietly wondered if they had names, though the question was fair bursting from her face.

XanaSnape · 09-20-2009, 03:15 AM

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Overhearing the tail end of what Kazi said to.... what was her name... Emalyn? Yes? Celandine made a little face. She was wary of Melita.

Very wary of her.

Celandine immediately went on 'best behaviour' though, ensuring she was sitting properly, back straight and knees together.

"Oh yes please, Professor Kazimeriz." See the thing was, Celandine had not intended to stay long, but the teapot was sooo excited, how could she not? She beamed down at the teacup and the saucer as they cheerfully said hello too and quietly wondered if they had names, though the question was fair bursting from her face.

Kazimeriz nodded, and the teapot went to work, immediately pouring a cup full of warm amber fluid that wafted up, fragrant and delicate smells filling the air. The pot shifted as if to look to the rest of the teaset, and the cream, sugar and lemon sidled up to it like three eager shopkeepers at a marketplace, hoping Celadine might want to partake of their wares, too.

"I am glad to see that you are in much better health this term, at least so far." he recalled the tiny girl as she had been through health crisis after health crisis the previous term. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your company, Miss Toussaint?"

TeafortheSoul · 09-20-2009, 03:23 AM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

Kazimeriz nodded, and the teapot went to work, immediately pouring a cup full of warm amber fluid that wafted up, fragrant and delicate smells filling the air. The pot shifted as if to look to the rest of the teaset, and the cream, sugar and lemon sidled up to it like three eager shopkeepers at a marketplace, hoping Celadine might want to partake of their wares, too.

"I am glad to see that you are in much better health this term, at least so far." he recalled the tiny girl as she had been through health crisis after health crisis the previous term. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your company, Miss Toussaint?"

Oh.Oh. Oh.

Dilemma!

Cela's eyes widened and she looked between the rest of the teaset.

Cream and sugar? Lemon? Did lemon curdle cream?

... should she have sugar at all?

And the tea smelled so good as it was!

In an attempt to solve the problem, Celandine gestured at the cream and the sugar that she'd have that with her tea, then took a piece of lemon, which she immediately put in her mouth and sucked on, apparently unconcerned by the bitterness.

"Mmmeugh..." She held the piece of lemon in one hand and nodded. "Much better, Sir. I'm actually here because I have something for Professor Lupa, a little present. But you know... she's... not really around for me to give it to right now, so I was hoping that you'd give it to her for me?"

XanaSnape · 09-20-2009, 03:32 AM

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Oh.Oh. Oh.

Dilemma!

Cela's eyes widened and she looked between the rest of the teaset.

Cream and sugar? Lemon? Did lemon curdle cream?

... should she have sugar at all?

And the tea smelled so good as it was!

In an attempt to solve the problem, Celandine gestured at the cream and the sugar that she'd have that with her tea, then took a piece of lemon, which she immediately put in her mouth and sucked on, apparently unconcerned by the bitterness.

"Mmmeugh..." She held the piece of lemon in one hand and nodded. "Much better, Sir. I'm actually here because I have something for Professor Lupa, a little present. But you know... she's... not really around for me to give it to right now, so I was hoping that you'd give it to her for me?"

After pouring cream and adding sugar, the tea set seemed satisfied that each piece had done its part, and slid back into place on the tea tray, followed by the happy hopping tea pot. It turned around, tipped its lid up in thanks to her, and settled back into its place until it was needed again.

Kazimeriz listened to her and nodded, looking interested. "Indeed? I would be happy to receive it and hold it until she is available." He sipped his tea. "It is very kind of you to give her a present, and to be supportive toward her in spite of trying recent events." He was curious about the nature of the gift, but of course it was not his place to ask. If she wanted him to know, she would tell him. "And how is the term finding you? Are you settling in? Not tying any wayward shoelaces, are we?" he smirked a little, but it was the friendly smirk borne of a shared history.

TeafortheSoul · 09-20-2009, 03:46 AM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

After pouring cream and adding sugar, the tea set seemed satisfied that each piece had done its part, and slid back into place on the tea tray, followed by the happy hopping tea pot. It turned around, tipped its lid up in thanks to her, and settled back into its place until it was needed again.

Kazimeriz listened to her and nodded, looking interested. "Indeed? I would be happy to receive it and hold it until she is available." He sipped his tea. "It is very kind of you to give her a present, and to be supportive toward her in spite of trying recent events." He was curious about the nature of the gift, but of course it was not his place to ask. If she wanted him to know, she would tell him. "And how is the term finding you? Are you settling in? Not tying any wayward shoelaces, are we?" he smirked a little, but it was the friendly smirk borne of a shared history.

Cela gave the tea a little stir, the lemon wedge in her mouth as the little tinkling sound of the teaspoon against the sides of the teacup helped to add to the welcoming feelings she always got when she visited Professor Kazimeriz. She took the lemon out of her mouth and placed it on the saucer as she spoke.

"Well sir, I was reading a bunch about runes? And like, the materials that you can use to make your runes and stuff? And I got into reading about bindrunes. So I decided to make one for protection and healing and stuff for Professor Lupa." Cela explained in earnest.

She started to untie the little pouch and interrupted herself with a smile.
"No sir, no shoelaces." She let out a derisive little sniff; at least she hadn't completely ruined the feast in her third year. No poop whatsoever involved in her antics. She was soooo mad at those boys; Willie Crocker in particular would learn a LESSON.

She offered a sweet little smile for Professor Kazimeriz. "OWLs this term sir. All twelve, nothing less. E's and O's, nothing less." The way she said it made it clear this was something that she had been told must happen.

XanaSnape · 09-20-2009, 03:56 AM

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Cela gave the tea a little stir, the lemon wedge in her mouth as the little tinkling sound of the teaspoon against the sides of the teacup helped to add to the welcoming feelings she always got when she visited Professor Kazimeriz. She took the lemon out of her mouth and placed it on the saucer as she spoke.

"Well sir, I was reading a bunch about runes? And like, the materials that you can use to make your runes and stuff? And I got into reading about bindrunes. So I decided to make one for protection and healing and stuff for Professor Lupa." Cela explained in earnest.

She started to untie the little pouch and interrupted herself with a smile.
"No sir, no shoelaces." She let out a derisive little sniff; at least she hadn't completely ruined the feast in her third year. No poop whatsoever involved in her antics. She was soooo mad at those boys; Willie Crocker in particular would learn a LESSON.

She offered a sweet little smile for Professor Kazimeriz. "OWLs this term sir. All twelve, nothing less. E's and O's, nothing less." The way she said it made it clear this was something that she had been told must happen.

Kazimeriz smiled at the girl with genuine warmth. "Careful, Miss Toussaint; with ambition like that, people might mistake you for a Slytherin. However, I should not be surprised if you achieve it, with your mind and your determination. Presuming you can keep focused, this term." he nodded.

"The gift is very thoughtful. I am certain Alessia will love it."

He sipped his tea again. "Which subjects do you anticipate you will have to work most in, if you wish to achieve your stated goal?"

Mrs. Weasley · 09-20-2009, 03:56 AM

Abby makes her way into Professor Kazimeriz's office and sits in one of the chairs by the fireplace. She loves the professor's office particularly his huge fireplace. It reminds Abby of her father's office at the embassy. Of course it doesn't smell of cherry tobacco. Abby loves to inhale the aroma of her father's pipe tobacco. I wonder if Professor Kazimeriz ever smoked a pipe. He seems like the pipe type. Abby smiles at the rhyme she made at the end. She stares at the fire and remembers the last time she was in this office. That seems like a lifetime ago, so much has happened since then. Why would someone want to hurt Professors Lupa and Bontecou? What happened last term had to be an accident. What else could it be?

TeafortheSoul · 09-20-2009, 04:38 AM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

Kazimeriz smiled at the girl with genuine warmth. "Careful, Miss Toussaint; with ambition like that, people might mistake you for a Slytherin. However, I should not be surprised if you achieve it, with your mind and your determination. Presuming you can keep focused, this term." he nodded.

"The gift is very thoughtful. I am certain Alessia will love it."

He sipped his tea again. "Which subjects do you anticipate you will have to work most in, if you wish to achieve your stated goal?"

Siiigh.

Funny thing was that her father and Uncle, the two who heaped such expectations on her, actually were Slytherins once upon a time.

"I'll try. I'll study as much as possible." Cela got the knots on the pouch undone and pulled out a pendant, holding it up to the light so Kazimeriz could look at it.

"I used six different runes, sir. Ansuz, Nauthiz and Laguz for Professor Lupa's initials; for insight, blessings, self-reliance, determination and healing. Then Eihwaz, Algiz and Kenaz for strength, endurance, protection, transformation and regeneration." Cela traced each rune with her little finger, some of them echoed the others in meanings and even with their presence.

"I used Chrysoprase for the stone, to speed healing and to help with conscious knowledge. And its green of course, and set in silver for the whole Slytherin thing. And I invoked all the runes and stuff, did the blessings like Professor Lupa taught us."

Clearly, this had taken some time and Cela's expression was earnest as she explained her gift.

"Which subjects? Well... Potions and Astronomy sir. I expect I'll get an OWL for Arithmancy, but it might take a bit of work to make it an O grade. The others will be easy."

Astronomy.

"It would have been hard enough to get a good enough grade in Astronomy..."

Before Forrester died.

Felixir · 09-20-2009, 08:54 AM

Having sat there for a whole five minutes without being disruptive or anything (not as though he could) Jake amused himself buy tapping out a rhythm with his hands on the arm of the chair. That was when he noticed that even things like THAT wouldn't make a sound, and so he tried to fidget around, as best he can, but being stuck to the chair restricted that.

He may as well be bound and gagged!

As if to anounce that he really was still actually there, Jake leaned back and tried to balance the chair on its back legs. Which was when he realised he could shift the chair along.

...

And so, with the added bonus of not being able to make any noise, Jake began shifting the chair back towards the door. No idea what he'd do if he'd making it out. Heck, his wand was somewhere on the other side of the room.

He doubted the chair could even get through the door.

SnitCHchASER · 09-20-2009, 05:33 PM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

The teapot flipped its little top up as though tipping a hat -quite all right, miss, it happens all the time - to her. Apology accepted.

"Very good. We will talk more after you've seen Miss Melita, then." Kazimeriz nodded, but something in her eyes told him that it might be quite as hypothetical as she said. Perhaps it was just that students were always coming up with situations 'for a friend' that really turned out to be for themselves. At the ripe old age of 103 (nearly 104, he reminded himself), one had a tendency to start to feel that there was nothing new under the sun.

Well.. almost nothing new, he amended, thinking of recent events.

Emalyn saluted the teapot, grinning. It was kind of cute.

"Right," she nodded, taking a step toward the door. "Good day." she turned around, opening the door. "Good luck, Jake." she gave him a wink before exiting the room. When she knew she was out of ear shot she hurried her pace. There was something about Kazimeriz that made her uneasy...even though there was nothing uneasy about him. Too smart for his own good, she assumed. Whatever it was, she did not entirely plan on bringing up the subject with him again.

MoviegoerKinz · 09-20-2009, 07:19 PM

Rafe walked in nervously. He certainly didn't look like a ghoul. But, this was also the professor that agreed with punishing the boys at the opening feast with the boys with a meeting with the Headmaster, something he felt was completely out of line. Rafe placed his sunglasses more properly on his eyes, trying to cover up his beaded eyes. He hated wearing sunglasses, but his mum insisted on wearing them. He wanted to explain to the professor, but felt like the note would be the best way to explain things with the other students in the room. He took it out of his pocket and placed it on the Professor's desk.

SPOILER!!: To Professor Valon Kazimeriz

Rafe took a seek in a chair away from the other students and looked at Professor Kazimeriz nervously. Though, he didn't know what the letter had said, he thought he had a general idea. He felt his brow begin to sweat and he twiddled his thumbs as he waited to see what the Professor would have to say.

XanaSnape · 09-21-2009, 03:03 AM

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Originally Posted by Mrs. Weasley

Abby makes her way into Professor Kazimeriz's office and sits in one of the chairs by the fireplace. She loves the professor's office particularly his huge fireplace. It reminds Abby of her father's office at the embassy. Of course it doesn't smell of cherry tobacco. Abby loves to inhale the aroma of her father's pipe tobacco. I wonder if Professor Kazimeriz ever smoked a pipe. He seems like the pipe type. Abby smiles at the rhyme she made at the end. She stares at the fire and remembers the last time she was in this office. That seems like a lifetime ago, so much has happened since then. Why would someone want to hurt Professors Lupa and Bontecou? What happened last term had to be an accident. What else could it be?

"Miss Wright, good afternoon. Please have a seat. Would you care for tea? I shall be right with you." Kazimeriz asked as his happy little teapot clinked merrily over to one of the few available chairs, anticipating her response.

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Siiigh.

Funny thing was that her father and Uncle, the two who heaped such expectations on her, actually were Slytherins once upon a time.

"I'll try. I'll study as much as possible." Cela got the knots on the pouch undone and pulled out a pendant, holding it up to the light so Kazimeriz could look at it.

"I used six different runes, sir. Ansuz, Nauthiz and Laguz for Professor Lupa's initials; for insight, blessings, self-reliance, determination and healing. Then Eihwaz, Algiz and Kenaz for strength, endurance, protection, transformation and regeneration." Cela traced each rune with her little finger, some of them echoed the others in meanings and even with their presence.

"I used Chrysoprase for the stone, to speed healing and to help with conscious knowledge. And its green of course, and set in silver for the whole Slytherin thing. And I invoked all the runes and stuff, did the blessings like Professor Lupa taught us."

Clearly, this had taken some time and Cela's expression was earnest as she explained her gift.

"Which subjects? Well... Potions and Astronomy sir. I expect I'll get an OWL for Arithmancy, but it might take a bit of work to make it an O grade. The others will be easy."

Astronomy.

"It would have been hard enough to get a good enough grade in Astronomy..."

Before Forrester died.

Kazimeriz nodded as though he could almost hear her thought. It was no trick of legilimency to figure out how THAT sentence ended, after all. "It is a great loss. I anticipate that you will have to work even harder without Professor Forrester's guidance, but I have faith that you will push onward regardless." he said gravely.

He looked for a long while at the runes amulet. "It is beautiful." he said softly. "She will love it, perhaps even more so for what it will represent to her: support. You are very thoughtful, Miss Toussaint. As Miss Lupa's godfather as well as her colleague, I am grateful." he gave her a tiny smile, placing it carefully in a drawer. He looked at her for a moment, deep in thought and a very grandfatherly (okay, great-great-great grandfatherly) expression on his face.

"Miss Toussaint, I -- one moment." He interruped himself to turn to Jake Upstead.

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Having sat there for a whole five minutes without being disruptive or anything (not as though he could) Jake amused himself buy tapping out a rhythm with his hands on the arm of the chair. That was when he noticed that even things like THAT wouldn't make a sound, and so he tried to fidget around, as best he can, but being stuck to the chair restricted that.

He may as well be bound and gagged!

As if to anounce that he really was still actually there, Jake leaned back and tried to balance the chair on its back legs. Which was when he realised he could shift the chair along.

...

And so, with the added bonus of not being able to make any noise, Jake began shifting the chair back towards the door. No idea what he'd do if he'd making it out. Heck, his wand was somewhere on the other side of the room.

He doubted the chair could even get through the door.

"Nice try, Upstead." he said, lifting his wand and draaaagging the chair back to its starting position. He put the chair under a sticking charm. "You will sit, silent and still, until you have learned to be respectful to your elders." He said simply.

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Originally Posted by unicornkeeper07

Rafe walked in nervously. He certainly didn't look like a ghoul. But, this was also the professor that agreed with punishing the boys at the opening feast with the boys with a meeting with the Headmaster, something he felt was completely out of line. Rafe placed his sunglasses more properly on his eyes, trying to cover up his beaded eyes. He hated wearing sunglasses, but his mum insisted on wearing them. He wanted to explain to the professor, but felt like the note would be the best way to explain things with the other students in the room. He took it out of his pocket and placed it on the Professor's desk.

SPOILER!!: To Professor Valon Kazimeriz

Rafe took a seek in a chair away from the other students and looked at Professor Kazimeriz nervously. Though, he didn't know what the letter had said, he thought he had a general idea. He felt his brow begin to sweat and he twiddled his thumbs as he waited to see what the Professor would have to say.

His attention was diverted yet again by the arrival of a new student. "Good afternoon; please-- " he stopped as the boy silently handed him a note and took a seat. He opened the note, reading it twice carefully. "Mr. Lycaon, we shall speak privately in a moment. Please enjoy some tea while you wait, if it is your pleasure." He nodded politely to the student. The teapot awaited the orders from either Lycaon or Weasley to pour out. It was so happy, for it just LOVED company, and they had so many visitors today!

He turned back to Miss Toussaint, using his wand to cast a quick muffliato charm. He didn't want Upstead, Lycaon or Miss Weasley to overhear him.

"I presume by this amulet that you do not share some of the very strong anti-lycanthrope sentiments being expressed by many of the students this term. Am I correct in this assessment?" he asked her, watching her carefully.

TeafortheSoul · 09-21-2009, 03:19 AM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

Kazimeriz nodded as though he could almost hear her thought. It was no trick of legilimency to figure out how THAT sentence ended, after all. "It is a great loss. I anticipate that you will have to work even harder without Professor Forrester's guidance, but I have faith that you will push onward regardless." he said gravely.

He looked for a long while at the runes amulet. "It is beautiful." he said softly. "She will love it, perhaps even more so for what it will represent to her: support. You are very thoughtful, Miss Toussaint. As Miss Lupa's godfather as well as her colleague, I am grateful." he gave her a tiny smile, placing it carefully in a drawer. He looked at her for a moment, deep in thought and a very grandfatherly (okay, great-great-great grandfatherly) expression on his face.

"Miss Toussaint, I -- one moment." He interruped himself to turn to Jake Upstead.

He turned back to Miss Toussaint, using his wand to cast a quick muffliato charm. He didn't want Upstead, Lycaon or Miss Weasley to overhear him.

"I presume by this amulet that you do not sharie some of the very strong anti-lycanthrope sentiments being expressed by many of the students this term. Am I correct in this assessment?" he asked her, watching her carefully.

Celandine watched quite anxiously for Professor Kazimeriz' reaction to the bindrune amulet and her face relaxed in happy relief when he approved. Cel alternately sipped at her tea and nommed on her piece of lemon while Kazimeriz addressed the other students.

With the lemon wedge between her lips, a thoughtful expression crossed Celandine's face and after a moment she put the lemon aside.

"I don't think the werewolf thing has anything to do with who Professor Lupa is as a person. Headmaster Bontecou too. I... I was scared at the assembly." Celandine admitted. "It felt wrong. I left..." She had run out of the great hall actually. A flicker of confusion passed over her face but Cela changed tack.

"I wasn't there when everything happened, but I think people that are against lycanthropes are against them because they are scared. The way I see it, when you are afraid, you can either try to face your fear and understand it," And here Celandine gave Kazimeriz a little look, considering she was applying lessons he himself had taught her, "Or you can let it control you and turn you into something... less."

Celandine frowned and looked down at her teacup.

"Professor? I... know bad people. But... they have good in them too, you know? Like my father and my uncle? My brothers? Sometimes they do bad things, but if you look closer there are redeeming things about them and they choose to do bad things. Lycanthropes don't choose. So I guess... if I can see good things in a person who chooses to be bad, it makes it easier to see good things in someone who has that choice taken from them."

Mrs. Weasley · 09-21-2009, 03:27 AM

While she is deep in thought, Professor Kazimeriz's voice brings her back to reality. Abby get up and leaves the fire she has been enjoying so much. As she walks to a chair near the Professor's desk, Abby notices Jack sitting silently in the corner. "Hello Jake, don't get up. I can see you are in a sticky situation." Abby sits down and starts to say hello to Celadine, but for some strange reason, Abby realizes Professor Kazimeriz and Celadine are having a private conversation. It may be the sudden ringing in her ears. Vertigo is suppose to be a muggle illness. I understand it can cause ringing in your ears as well as effect your balance. My balance is okay at by my standards, so someone must be using the Muffliato Charm. It's a wonderful charm. I won't have to worry about hearing something I shouldn't. Of course not knowing what they are dicussing will drive me crazy, but into every life some rain must fall. Abby sits down and watches Professor Kazimeriz's tea set. The tea pot is practically dancing on the tray. "Now aren't you the cutest think I ever seen. I could have used you during my last detention. It's funny Miss Avalon gave me the creeps when she was here at Hogwarts. Now that she's missing I find myself worring about her." The cream pitcher and sugar bowl now start shaking while the tea cup moves closer to the edge of the desk. Abby takes hold of it before the cup falls off. "I'd love a cup a tea with two lumps of sugar and a slice of lemon. Sorry cream, but I've developed a taste for ice tea in America. They use sugar and lemon in it. The Americans save the cream for a drink they call Iced Coffee. I find it to have a bitter after taste, so I drink it rarely.

XanaSnape · 09-21-2009, 03:27 AM

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Celandine watched quite anxiously for Professor Kazimeriz' reaction to the bindrune amulet and her face relaxed in happy relief when he approved. Cel alternately sipped at her tea and nommed on her piece of lemon while Kazimeriz addressed the other students.

With the lemon wedge between her lips, a thoughtful expression crossed Celandine's face and after a moment she put the lemon aside.

"I don't think the werewolf thing has anything to do with who Professor Lupa is as a person. Headmaster Bontecou too. I... I was scared at the assembly." Celandine admitted. "It felt wrong. I left..." She had run out of the great hall actually. A flicker of confusion passed over her face but Cela changed tack.

"I wasn't there when everything happened, but I think people that are against lycanthropes are against them because they are scared. The way I see it, when you are afraid, you can either try to face your fear and understand it," And here Celandine gave Kazimeriz a little look, considering she was applying lessons he himself had taught her, "Or you can let it control you and turn you into something... less."

Celandine frowned and looked down at her teacup.

"Professor? I... know bad people. But... they have good in them too, you know? Like my father and my uncle? My brothers? Sometimes they do bad things, but if you look closer there are redeeming things about them and they choose to do bad things. Lycanthropes don't choose. So I guess... if I can see good things in a person who chooses to be bad, it makes it easier to see good things in someone who has that choice taken from them."

Kazimeriz smiled and nodded. "Indeed. The world would be a very different place if more people thought as you and I do, Miss Toussaint. A very different place."

He contemplated something for a moment. "I do not typically request a favor of my students, Miss Toussaint. However, I must ask this of you: if you see people who are reacting from a position of fear or ignorance, that you will help them to see things... more as you do. For the sake of the Headmaster, and Miss Lupa." he nodded. "Your leadership in this would be most appreciated."

TeafortheSoul · 09-21-2009, 03:47 AM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

Kazimeriz smiled and nodded. "Indeed. The world would be a very different place if more people thought as you and I do, Miss Toussaint. A very different place."

He contemplated something for a moment. "I do not typically request a favor of my students, Miss Toussaint. However, I must ask this of you: if you see people who are reacting from a position of fear or ignorance, that you will help them to see things... more as you do. For the sake of the Headmaster, and Miss Lupa." he nodded. "Your leadership in this would be most appreciated."

Celandine's expression shifted between thoughtful, alarmed, proud and uncertain.

"Leadership? I don't... I... what about the prefects? I'm not... a leader..." Cela swallowed and straightened in her chair. "I will, sir. I'll try. There... propaganda has been going around at both extremes, Professor. Like what Professor Truebridge taught us in class. But its all extreme and not really informed. Even like, the stuff that is supporting the lycanthropes? It is kind of... reminds me of S.P.E.W sir. Like not taking into account that maybe Professor Lupa and the headmaster don't really want a picketline."

MoviegoerKinz · 09-21-2009, 05:02 AM

Rafe took a seat. He looked at the teapot curiously. Was he supposed to ask it for tea? "Umm...tea, please?" Rafe asked. And the tea seemed to pour in a cup. He took a sip. It was delicious and warm as it went down his throat.

Then a buzzing noise seemed to fill his ears, but the Professor and a pretty older Ravenclaw girl seemed to still be speaking. He felt odd. He could read some of the words from their silent lips, words like "lycanthropes" and "werewolves." Surely the professor wouldn't be discussing Rafe with another student right in front of him?

Rafe shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He adjusted his sunglasses to sit more properly on his nose and he could feel his cheeks turning bright red. Why would mum send me to a professor that doesn't seem to like werewolves!?, Rafe thought angrily as he thought back on the Professor's suggestion for the boys punishment to visit the Headmaster while he was changed. He was getting so furious that he broke the cup in his hand and tea spilled all over his lap. "ARGH!" he lightly shouted. Luckily he didn't cut himself, but the cup was in pieces as if fell to the ground. He didn't look to see if the other students had noticed him.

What is that spell to repair...oh duh! He took out his wand and pointed it to the shattered cup on the floor. "R-reparo," he said nervously. A flicker of light shot from his wand, but nothing happened. He cleared his throat and spoke more confidently, "Reparo!" The little pieces formed a cup once more. He picked up the cup and sat back down, hoping he didn't cause that much of a commotion. He had never felt more uncomfortably in all his life.

Felixir · 09-21-2009, 06:50 AM

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"Nice try, Upstead." he said, lifting his wand and draaaagging the chair back to its starting position. He put the chair under a sticking charm. "You will sit, silent and still, until you have learned to be respectful to your elders." He said simply.

Oh grrrrrrr. Insufferable old man.

Feeling the chair being dragged back towards the desk, Jake leaned back in the chair and tilted his head back until the chair came to a complete stop.

How could he show he was being respectful to his elders if he was stuck to the chair which was in turn stuck to the floor (so he found out) and silenced. Oh, and now he couldn't hear... perfect.

Okay... now what.

CELA! She'd help him, right?

Leaning as far as he could, Jake tugged on Cela's sleeve, only just about reaching. CEEEEEEEELAAAAAAAAAA!! I neeeeds HALP!

XanaSnape · 09-25-2009, 05:15 PM

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Celandine's expression shifted between thoughtful, alarmed, proud and uncertain.

"Leadership? I don't... I... what about the prefects? I'm not... a leader..." Cela swallowed and straightened in her chair. "I will, sir. I'll try. There... propaganda has been going around at both extremes, Professor. Like what Professor Truebridge taught us in class. But its all extreme and not really informed. Even like, the stuff that is supporting the lycanthropes? It is kind of... reminds me of S.P.E.W sir. Like not taking into account that maybe Professor Lupa and the headmaster don't really want a picketline."

Kazimeriz smiled affectionately at the girl. "You are a leader if I say you are a leader, Miss Toussaint. You are a vibrant personality and as I recall, you were one of the ...energetic forces that led to a certain banister incident a few terms back. And what I ask can be subtly executed, merely encouraging those among you- especially younger students - to trust the grown wizards of this school to make sound decisions and not to create a divisive environment. If nothing else, it distracts from your purpose here-- education."

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Originally Posted by unicornkeeper07

Rafe took a seat. He looked at the teapot curiously. Was he supposed to ask it for tea? "Umm...tea, please?" Rafe asked. And the tea seemed to pour in a cup. He took a sip. It was delicious and warm as it went down his throat.

Then a buzzing noise seemed to fill his ears, but the Professor and a pretty older Ravenclaw girl seemed to still be speaking. He felt odd. He could read some of the words from their silent lips, words like "lycanthropes" and "werewolves." Surely the professor wouldn't be discussing Rafe with another student right in front of him?

Rafe shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He adjusted his sunglasses to sit more properly on his nose and he could feel his cheeks turning bright red. Why would mum send me to a professor that doesn't seem to like werewolves!?, Rafe thought angrily as he thought back on the Professor's suggestion for the boys punishment to visit the Headmaster while he was changed. He was getting so furious that he broke the cup in his hand and tea spilled all over his lap. "ARGH!" he lightly shouted. Luckily he didn't cut himself, but the cup was in pieces as if fell to the ground. He didn't look to see if the other students had noticed him.

What is that spell to repair...oh duh! He took out his wand and pointed it to the shattered cup on the floor. "R-reparo," he said nervously. A flicker of light shot from his wand, but nothing happened. He cleared his throat and spoke more confidently, "Reparo!" The little pieces formed a cup once more. He picked up the cup and sat back down, hoping he didn't cause that much of a commotion. He had never felt more uncomfortably in all his life.

Kazimeriz noticed the student having trouble with his teacup, but he seemed to have it well enough in hand. He nodded at the tea set and a new cup of tea zoomed over to him, ready to help.

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Oh grrrrrrr. Insufferable old man.

Feeling the chair being dragged back towards the desk, Jake leaned back in the chair and tilted his head back until the chair came to a complete stop.

How could he show he was being respectful to his elders if he was stuck to the chair which was in turn stuck to the floor (so he found out) and silenced. Oh, and now he couldn't hear... perfect.

Okay... now what.

CELA! She'd help him, right?

Leaning as far as he could, Jake tugged on Cela's sleeve, only just about reaching. CEEEEEEEELAAAAAAAAAA!! I neeeeds HALP!

Kazimeriz carefully ignored Jake. "Miss Toussaint; is there anything else I can do for you today? I am certain that if approached very carefully the new astronomy professor would help you with additional tutoring." He smirked a little at this. "But do see to it that you remember your manners."

Felixir · 09-25-2009, 10:33 PM

Deciding that, maybe... he should perhaps, kinda sorta try to be good, Jake ceased his attention seeking for the moment and sat in his chair, sulking. He hated the dungeons. Loathed them... despiiiiiiised them. Ick.

Letting out a sigh, Jake folded his arms across his chest and pouted down at his knees, legs swinging back and forth.

No fair, dude. Kazi was ignoring him. That wasn't what Jake was looking for.

TeafortheSoul · 09-26-2009, 02:54 AM

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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr

Oh grrrrrrr. Insufferable old man.

Feeling the chair being dragged back towards the desk, Jake leaned back in the chair and tilted his head back until the chair came to a complete stop.

How could he show he was being respectful to his elders if he was stuck to the chair which was in turn stuck to the floor (so he found out) and silenced. Oh, and now he couldn't hear... perfect.

Okay... now what.

CELA! She'd help him, right?

Leaning as far as he could, Jake tugged on Cela's sleeve, only just about reaching. CEEEEEEEELAAAAAAAAAA!! I neeeeds HALP!

Cela looked down at her sleeve as Jake tugged on it and smiled sweetly. She liked his hair.

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

Kazimeriz smiled affectionately at the girl. "You are a leader if I say you are a leader, Miss Toussaint. You are a vibrant personality and as I recall, you were one of the ...energetic forces that led to a certain banister incident a few terms back. And what I ask can be subtly executed, merely encouraging those among you- especially younger students - to trust the grown wizards of this school to make sound decisions and not to create a divisive environment. If nothing else, it distracts from your purpose here-- education."

Kazimeriz carefully ignored Jake. "Miss Toussaint; is there anything else I can do for you today? I am certain that if approached very carefully the new astronomy professor would help you with additional tutoring." He smirked a little at this. "But do see to it that you remember your manners."

O_O

How had Kazimeriz known about that?!

It just proved it to her, Kazimeriz knew all.

"I'll do my best, sir. That goes for both extremes, right? Not just the anti-lycanthrope stuff, but the rabidly pro-lycanthrope stuff too?"
Cela stroked her teacup and the saucer affectionately as she put it down.

She thought for a moment on Kazi's words. "Would it be astronomy that he'd tutor me in, Sir? I'm good with manners..." She paused, "... now." She eyed Jake then and held in a little giggle. What was he so worried about? Professor Kazimeriz was the most lovely professor in the entire school and probably the entire universe.

"It was just the pendant." Cela answered, "But thank you for tea."

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