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It's about 9 A.M. on a Saturday morning, and Professor Barlow has led her students into Hogsmeade to attempt to sell the Ashwinder eggs collected during class. The center is no more than a large tent with wooden counters set up to display the jars of eggs.
All of the eggs are already at the center and accounted for, even the jars labeled by the students during class. There's also enough for each student to potentially sell four extra jars. Villagers are walking nearby, and most are eyeing the center and considering a purchase.
Could this just be your lucky day?!
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It's time to make a real profit on the Ashwinder eggs you collected in class!
Directions
Meet Professor Barlow outside the barn this Saturday morning at 9 A.M. sharp. (OOC: You don't actually have to RP doing this, and I won't actually have Barlow there to meet your character.)
Together, we will walk into Hogsmeade and to the center I've set up for us to sell our eggs. (OOC: Again, we won't actually RP this.)
At the center, you'll have the opportunity to sell FIVE jars of eggs. Professor Barlow has added in enough jars, so that everyone has the opportunity to sell five.
You will receive house points for the number of jars you attempt to sell, but you can not sell more than five. You can make as many posts as you wish; however, you must make at least five to get credit. You can RP people either buying or not buying your eggs.
When you are done, please PM me a link to all posts you made either selling or attempting to sell your jars of eggs.
Be realistic. You are RPing a young student wishing to sell an ingredient to adults in the village. They won't be paying hefty amounts, and it's not realistic at all to RP them doing so. I don't want to squish your creativity, but I do want you to keep it realistic. Let's say you can't sell a jar for more than five galleons.
Finally, no one will actually be RPing the adults considering a purchase. You can just RP your own character and the actions of the villager they're trying to sell to.
Most of all, HAVE FUN! Please ready my homework guidelines here, so you'll know exactly how I'd like you to submit this.
Also, I'm really sorry about how fast this will need to go, but you only have until this Friday, May 24, to get this done. Why? Because this is happening at Hogsmeade, and that's when Hogsmeade closes. I'm not sure exactly what time it'll close, so you may want to get this done as soon as possible. The deadline to submit your links via PM is Friday, May 24 at 11:59 PM EST.
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Well, pfffffft. This whole outing had been a bust. Only two of her jars sold. The only upside was that she now had a rather effective way to get back at people. Or maybe not. Didn't want to burn the whole castle down. On top of everything else that was already wrong at the school, a fire would not e a good thing to add to the list. Maybe a nice present for Lafay, then? Tie ribbon around the tops and leave them outside her door. Sounded good to Sky. She grabbed her coat and slipped it back on, canceling her impervious charm while she was at it.
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Did she even mention that it was cold? It was really really cold and Elise wouldn't be surprised if Winter came early. Only November but her fingers were quickly getting stiff and putting them near the frozen eggs wasn't doing anything to warm them. This, however, was probably where her obsession with scarves came in helpful.
Pulling a pretty blue woolen scarf, she wrapped it snugly around her neck and shoved her hands into her pockets. Well, it was slightly better and it would just have to do since there was someone coming up right then.
"Ashwinder eggs, sir," she grinned at the man who was silly enough to make eye contact with her. There was noooo way he was getting out now, there wasn't. Elise was desperate to sell the eggs and first years were doing better than she was. "Freshly harvested."
Taken entirely by surprise, the man blinked quizzically at her before noticing the jar in her hands. Perfect. He'd been needing Ashwinder eggs for his potions storage and they looked very, very fresh indeed. Squinting at the jar, he turned back to face her. "How much?"
"Five galleons a jar, sir," she said, deciding that trying out Mo's tactic would be a good thing right then. "But I can give it to you for four, with six eggs in each jar." It was WELL under its value, mister. One egg cost a galleon at Slug and Jiggers.
"I'll take it."
He didn't look like he was going to buy it, so naturally when he said "I'll take it," Elise's face brightened up a huge deal. HE WAS GOING TO BUY IT! Hooray! Four galleons found their way out of his wallet and were slid across the desk before he picked up a jar.
"I'll just be taking this one." Lovely lovely eggs in it and all that. Besides, the girl was a nice one. Not... loud or rude like some of her classmates over there. Shudder.
"That's totally fine, sir," she nodded and as soon as he'd turned his back, Elise pumped her fist in the air. One jar sold, three to go. She could NAIL this.
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GUYS. Ashwinder eggs over HERE. See it? Plus a pretty Slytherin selling them too. WAS ANY GOING TO BUY? Please please please.
Kat thought it was about time she needed to yell. "ASHWINDER EGGS OVER HERE! FIVE GALLEONS FOR EVERY JAR." Pretty please with a cherry on top, because look at this girl. She was desperate to leave and don't you think she was pretty? C'mon buy from HER. Kat was waiting for potential customers. Come 'ere.
He was only supposed to be here to meet up a friend, but the number of Hogwarts students around the area had caught the man's attention. Ashwinder eggs? "That's interesting, child."
... Yes of course it was interesting. Kat watched the man as he looked at her Ashwinder egg jars. And she smiled a bit at him, trying not to be weird. "Can I interest you in buying a jar or two?" Kat asked. "Only five galleons each." The blonde shrugged. So, you buying any?
The man considered buying a jar for... reasons. He took a few minutes to think about it thoroughly. What would he do with it? Maybe brew something... if only he had the right ingredients to use with these... but he couldn't resist. "Eh... okay. A jar would do." He took out five galleons from her money pouch and placed it on the girl's table.
"Thank you, sir!" Kat said and gave a jar to the man, then slipping the galleons into her pocket. 10 galleons, but 3 more jars to sell. She can do it. "Have a good day!" Hehe.
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Hogsmeade. Although she despised how near this town was to Hogwarts, Elysia came here often. She didn't CARE if Hogwarts and its students came here during weekends, but couldn't a lady venture what the world holds for her? She wasn't expecting to see anyone here anyway. Elysia only wanted some elderflower wine from that little shop over there. She didn't even care what its name was. She was only here for that, and ONLY that.
... Oh, what was that? Or even... WHO was that? Elysia squinted at a familiar blonde.
Her sister, Elise. Well that was unexpected, but this encounter would be entertaining since the events that happened at St. Mungo's. The blonde clickclacked her way towards the girl.
"Elise. What a surprise to see you here." Smirk.
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Mo collected the money dutifully before he finished wrapping the jars for Professor Botros. His granddaughter person had already moved on without waiting for a response, which was tragic because Mo had plenty of responses. Plus now the girl was talking to Alice, who was still high on Mo's list of favorite people, even if she didn't look at him anymore.
"I have lots of skills, sir, although I don't know that chanting is one of them." Mo offered up the two jars of eggs, with ribbon, to the professor. "D'you suppose I can come visit you and Feo in your office soon, sir? I have some questions... about runes. Like..." Mo leaned in and gave Botros a very solemn look. "Like if there are runic protection charms for your heart. And liver, obviously too. All those organs."
He really shouldn't say stupid things. And he should let the professor escape while he could. "Enjoy your purchase, professor. GET YOUR ASHWINDER EGGS RIGHT HERE."
Botros leaned extra low to get close to the boy who seemed about to utter some super serious stuff. "Uh-huh. Of course, of course. I'll do my research." He nodded, being serious and solemn back, and trying to imitate the bro!pound thing. "Thank you, Marco." And then there was shouting and Botros winced as his ear piece shrieked in response.
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The little girl talked so much, and Alice's less than competent brain was having a bit of trouble keeping up with how fast she spoke and processing all the words. "We're very lucky, you and I. And the presentation is just for people like you who know how to appreciate a fine artistic eye, see?" What gibberish was she voicing? She didn't have an artistic eye. Just good enterprising skills, obviously. Very good ones, or she wouldn't be in the middle of a sale right now.
"Tell you what, Marci. If you purchase.. say.. two of my jars, maybe? Then I'll give you my hat, free of charge and everything, no extra payment. It's a total bargain," she offered, tapping her egg cap again for good measure and adjusting the bill. Botros got a little wink from her, just so that he knew that she was handling it WELL, and then she turned back to his granddaughter.
"So. D'you want it or what? It's yours if you do."
Marci's eyes didn't leave the hat, the girl even tapped it and made it go askew so attractively on her brunette hair! Marci wanted it noooow! It'd look even MORE attractive on her golden hair, she clapped her hands, the jars she was holding already dangerously rattled together, "OKAY! I think it's a very reasonable bargain. I should've just come over to you in the first place before talking to all those students, the boy over there did tie ribbons around my jars as I wanted so I guess he is a good vendor but you have a cap with cute little egg on!" She cooed and fished out ten galleons, slamming them on the table. "Agreed! I think if there was some sort of party here in Hogsmeade tonight, it'd be egg-themed. And I would be the only one who has the accessories for it, don't you think? More egg jars aren't really a problem, I already need loads to do my experiments. If your eggs turn out to be as good as the jars, I'll share whatever profits I get from selling my invention. Thank you for the hat and the jars, it was nice meeting you!" She flashed a bright smile to the girl and ducked her head to have the hat placed on top.
Botros grinned at the Captain and clapped twice for her, "Kudos, Captain Fischer. Another multi talented kid." He opened his mouth to say something else when Marci nudged him again and began another story about her and Stephanie when they went to this fake Weird Sisters concert. He waved goodbye to the Captain and walked away with his granddaughter, shoulders hunched over in defeat.
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SPOILER!!: Odessa!
Only 6 sickles a guess!
13 sickles gets you three guesses!
6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize!
Buy a hint for just 1 galleon!
Ola smiled at the blond boy. She was a ma'am? Cute. Where was Plymouth when he needed such reminders hmm? She knew her boyfriend still sketched himself out about their age difference. Ma'am was fine with her for that reason.
Her eyes flickered to the sign and she read over it again, pursing her lips before smiling. "Is it for a good cause?"
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West watched Dylan tackle (not literally) the first customer and added casually, "Or three guesses for thirteen sickles." Because that was a true thing. "If you guess right that'd be an amazing deal you know, all these eggs," He gestured at the covered jars, "For just thirteen sickles and one egg does retail for a galleon at Slug and Jiggers you know."
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"I do know actually." Ola answered the younger boy, giving him a little smile before fixing her attention on the blond again. "How about a hint and three guesses?" A little under 2 galleons, she didn't mind that.
Dylan just grinned as Odessa acted as wingman to the sale. "Of course, it's for a good cause..." It was money in his pocket...That was always a GREAT cause. Ahem. His smile widened some. "...Not only is this part of a school assignment...but it's also going towards helping me pay for my education.".....Like getting into the common room, attending Quidditch matches....Stuff like that.
Sly grinning...
So, the pretty lady had decided she wanted three guesses and a hint. Awesome. AHEM. "The hint is...Of all five of my jars, only one is the sum of two single-digit prime numbers...and they all contain less than seven eggs."
SPOILER!!: Odessa!
West lit up.
"Ves!" GRIN. "You know it. Don't suppose you want to give it a go? Its a good deal. C'mon take a chance." He gave her the most winning smile he could muster.
"We've gotta sell these for part of our Care of Magical Creatures homework, and since they're charging us for a whole lot of things at the moment... kinda need to make bank." He explained, leaning forward and tapping one of the covered jars.
"Can I interest you in a couple of guesses? Every six wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize."
Vesper eyed West, curious about ashwinder eggs...and struggling with saying 'No'. 'Take a chance'...was a lot to think about....
Hmmmmmmm.
"Your Creatures class sounds so much cooler than mine...." Seriously...West's Professor was letting them sale things and make their own money. All they did at Beauxbatons was study Veelas...There weren't many practical opportunities like this..."Okay, stop looking so eager.....Six guesses and a hint...so I can get a prize."
She looked at him expectantly. "Do I pay you first?"
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Hogsmeade. Although she despised how near this town was to Hogwarts, Elysia came here often. She didn't CARE if Hogwarts and its students came here during weekends, but couldn't a lady venture what the world holds for her? She wasn't expecting to see anyone here anyway. Elysia only wanted some elderflower wine from that little shop over there. She didn't even care what its name was. She was only here for that, and ONLY that.
... Oh, what was that? Or even... WHO was that? Elysia squinted at a familiar blonde.
Her sister, Elise. Well that was unexpected, but this encounter would be entertaining since the events that happened at St. Mungo's. The blonde clickclacked her way towards the girl.
"Elise. What a surprise to see you here." Smirk.
Elise was really hoping for another really nice customer like she'd had the last time as she fiddled nervously with her scarf and sort of buried her nose in it to keep that warm too. It was turning a little bit red and she didn't need to look like whatever that red-nosed reindeer was called. Ronald? Was that it? Yeaah. Ronald the Red-nosed Reindeer.
However, the blonde figure that was nearing was starting to look strangely familiar. The clickclack of her heels and the sunglasses (even though it wasn't very sunny out) were just reminding Elise of someone she reaaally didn't want to see.
Just as she stopped in front of her and smirked, Elise recognized her. DANG. It was her sister. That was perfect, really. Just perfect. "Elysia," cue the convincingly fake smile. "I believe the surprise is all mine." And it was. What in the name of Merlin's left sock was she doing in Hogsmeade?
"Buying a jar for your brother?" Yes, her brother too. He had all sorts of potions he was experimenting on, anyway. He NEEDED the eggs. Now buuuuy them, Elysia. Buy them.
In the meantime, she'd just look around for Chris and make sure he wasn't in a five-mile-radius. She liked his eyes very much, the way they were. Not clawed-out. Thanks anyway, 'lysia.
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Only 6 sickles a guess!
13 sickles gets you three guesses!
6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize!
Buy a hint for just 1 galleon!
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Vesper eyed West, curious about ashwinder eggs...and struggling with saying 'No'. 'Take a chance'...was a lot to think about....
Hmmmmmmm.
"Your Creatures class sounds so much cooler than mine...." Seriously...West's Professor was letting them sale things and make their own money. All they did at Beauxbatons was study Veelas...There weren't many practical opportunities like this..."Okay, stop looking so eager.....Six guesses and a hint...so I can get a prize."
She looked at him expectantly. "Do I pay you first?"
"We have a new professor, she's..." hot, "pretty cool so far." West provided. And hey, Ves would get to see for herself next term.
"Yep, 2 galleons, 9 sickles." West said, another winning smile and he waited for her to pay him. He made sure that she had before announcing her hint, expression turning dramatic, with the pause and everything.
"Out of the ten jars under the cover, only three jars have an odd number of eggs." West said ingeniously. "Write your guesses down on this bit of parchment." He offered her a parchment scrap, and a quill.
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Dylan just grinned as Odessa acted as wingman to the sale. "Of course, it's for a good cause..." It was money in his pocket...That was always a GREAT cause. Ahem. His smile widened some. "...Not only is this part of a school assignment...but it's also going towards helping me pay for my education.".....Like getting into the common room, attending Quidditch matches....Stuff like that.
Sly grinning...
So, the pretty lady had decided she wanted three guesses and a hint. Awesome. AHEM. "The hint is...Of all five of my jars, only one is the sum of two single-digit prime numbers...and they all contain less than seven eggs."
"I see." And what was that cause? Ola wasn't stupid, she raised one eyebrow and eyed this boy, payyy for his education? Since when was Hogwarts a school that required fees to attend? Seriously, Durmstrang, so much better. The former Durmstrang Head girl had a moment of thanks for being sent there instead of having to attend Hogwarts with her brother and sister.
Not that Neptune had ever mentioned having to pay for things. She counted out 1 galleon and 13 sickles for the boy as he gave his hint. Five? Only one had five? And of the five jars there were less than seven... and there were... ten jars total?
She mentally decided that there were 29 eggs amongst those 5 jars then, and listening to the hint the other customer bought, decided that meant of the other five jars, two of them had odd numbers. And probably were around the same amount...
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"Wouldya mind writing your guess down here?" West said, sliding quill and parchment to the blonde woman, not wanting to spoil guesses for other people or have any sly folk come along and guess things that others had already narrowed down.
Because he was clever and because he totally noticed this lady had paid attention to Vesper's hint too.
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"Sure." Ola winked at the younger boy and took the parchment and Quill, and wrote her guesses down: 62, 63, 64, and waited for confirmation if she'd got it right or wrong.
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"Selling something?" not that Ira Banner actually WANTED to buy things from any kids but hey, that one there was his cousin technically speaking. He eyed West suspiciously.
He was surely up to something. It was an Odessa thing. And one of the reasons he always thought his cousin Wendy was nuts for marrying Leon Odessa. West here mostly had his father's shifty side in the wandmaker's opinion.
Too charming for his own good, see?
ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 Post 3 Post 4 - sales attempts- Vesper Bayliss, + the assist with Pensacola Bott
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Sooooooo... the shouting hadn't worked how he had planned it to, so Theo seriously thought about packing up and going to enjoy the rest of Hogsmeade instead. Obviously some people wouldn't get customers since every student from Hogwarts was here selling the same thing. If there was a little more choice in products, he was sure it would be easier. But he saw a little old lady surveying a few of the tables, so he decided to get out one of his bargain deals again, to reel her in.
"Two Ashwinder eggs for 1 galleon and 16 sickles!" Theo looked over in her direction and beamed. It appeared to have worked as the lady toddled on over.
"Ooooooh, what a wonderful offer, honey."
Theo cringed at being called honey by an old lady, but it was all about faking it when selling stuff. The customer was always right, after all. "Sure is. Two left, freshly picked by ME a few days ago." It was quite obvious by his tone and expression that he was proud of it.
The old lady fumbled in her pocket for her purse. It took her at least 2 minutes to find the correct change, and Theo suppressed tutting the whole way through it, but soon enough, she was done.
"Here you go, dear. 1 galleon..." She handed that one over veeeeeerrry slowly, "And 16 sickles. That was what you said, isn't it?"
Theo took the money and counted each coin carefully. Once he had done, he snapped them in his hand and smiled at the lady. "That's perfect. Thank you, ma'am." And he handed the final two eggs in a jar over to her. The woman smiled and nodded, then whisked herself away. WOOOOOOOOH... five out of five.
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Sarah continued on calling, everyone else seemed to be taken care of yet Sarah was determined to sell some thing. Then she spotted a tall witch walking towards her, the witch had pretty features except for a big scar on her face. Sarah smiled warmly at her. Sarah had read up books on how to be a good sells person in the library. The main thing was to smile and be nice. "hello!" Sarah greeted her. What would you like?"
Maddie had heard about the sale and decided to get her hands on ashwinder eggs. Her potion labarotry was the only place in her parents house that her parents did not touch. After years of being single Maddie had had enough. She knew she was worth more, yet people did not look past her mark on her face. It was not her fault, after all it was what she got as a child and her parents had tried hard to remove it. She knew she was steeping low, yet she had to. She was only going to use it once so Troy could notice her, then after it wears off and he does not like it, she would let it go. Just this once. She smiled over at the girl who looked about twelve. She was one of the only tables that was not busy. "Hello!" she greeted. "How much are you selling those for?" she asked.She would take any price. It was nice to buy a potion ingridient where no body knew her..
"three galleons!" said Sarah, "and the proceeds go to charity. TO help Hogwarts, so it is a double deal, I help you and you help my school" .
"That will be great. Here is the money" Maddie said handing over the three gold galleons. "do you by any chance have powered moon stone or peppermint?" she asked, trying her luck.
Sarah took the money and handed over a jar. "I don't have powered moonstone, yet I have peppermint back at school in my garden. If you want you can place an order and I can owl it-" she then stopped abruptly, "you are using it to make Love potion are you?"
Maddie nodded bashfully.
Sarah's mind was racing, her morals conflicting with her desire to help Hogwarts. NO, she did not approve of love potion, yet at the same time the money could Hogwarts. Back and forth her thoughts went and finally she said with determination, "i would l love to help you, yet it is against my principals to do so. Yet I am sure you can get it even in the muggle world." She felt bad, because with men as superficial as they were today the girl loked like she needed it.
"its okay" said Maddie "i understand." she took her jar and gave the girl another smile. This girl was very affixed to her morals and was putting Maddie to shame. Perhaps she should not make the love potion after all..
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Alright. Someone should buy her three jars of freshly harvested Ashwinder eggs. They were fresh and stuff you know, and even if she did say this a couple of times but yeah a pretty girl was selling them. Kat stood there and waited for SOMEONE to come near and buy a jar or two... or maybe even ALL of them that's left if it was going to be a miracle.
A little girl skipped along the street of Hogsmeade with her mum trying to catch up behind her. "Mummy, look! Some pretty girl with yellow hair is selling weird eggs." The little girl pointed at the blonde and squeal at her mum before running over to the blonde's table.
Oh interesting. Customers from every size. "Hello there, kid," Kat smiled down at her and recognised her mother. "Hello ma'am. Fancy some freshly harvested Ashwinder eggs?" she asked. Maybe the little girl would become a successful and famous Potioneer when she grows older. Well, Potions was cool.
SQUEAL. The little girl bounced up and down as the blonde talked to her. "MUMMY! Buy me a jar. LOOK, just for 5 galleons and it's fresh and stuff mummy. Please. PRETTY PLEASE?" she begged and poked her mum. After her mum agreed, the little girl hugged her mum and got five galleons from her. "One jar, pleaaaaaaaaaase."
Well, she was a hyper girl at that. Kat was sort of fond of kids now, unlike how annoying she thought they were back then. "Here ya go, kid," Kat said and gave her a jar of ashwinder eggs. "And thank you. Have a good day!" She then took the five galleons from the girl and placed them inside her pocket.
Two more jars. BUY NOOOOW. Running out fast, yo.
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Elise was really hoping for another really nice customer like she'd had the last time as she fiddled nervously with her scarf and sort of buried her nose in it to keep that warm too. It was turning a little bit red and she didn't need to look like whatever that red-nosed reindeer was called. Ronald? Was that it? Yeaah. Ronald the Red-nosed Reindeer.
However, the blonde figure that was nearing was starting to look strangely familiar. The clickclack of her heels and the sunglasses (even though it wasn't very sunny out) were just reminding Elise of someone she reaaally didn't want to see.
Just as she stopped in front of her and smirked, Elise recognized her. DANG. It was her sister. That was perfect, really. Just perfect. "Elysia," cue the convincingly fake smile. "I believe the surprise is all mine." And it was. What in the name of Merlin's left sock was she doing in Hogsmeade?
"Buying a jar for your brother?" Yes, her brother too. He had all sorts of potions he was experimenting on, anyway. He NEEDED the eggs. Now buuuuy them, Elysia. Buy them.
In the meantime, she'd just look around for Chris and make sure he wasn't in a five-mile-radius. She liked his eyes very much, the way they were. Not clawed-out. Thanks anyway, 'lysia.
Elysia didn't have to say that she wasn't too surprised about seeing her sister. She saw her everyday at home during the summer and yes, her face was annoying. It was unexpected that she saw her here selling... those things. The older blonde raised her eyebrow while examining the contents of the jar. Eggs? Now what would Elysia WANT to do with those? "You have a tomato for a nose, by the way," she pointed out. Compare their noses, Elysia had a better nose... both colour AND shape AND size. Honestly, she was better in everything and Elise had nothing to do about it.
"I bet you're GLAD to see me," she said. Her sister must've missed her pretty face and all. Elysia didn't have to say that she wasn't glad to her sister because, duh, Elise knew that already. The older blonde just faked her sweet smile and continued to watch the eggs.
Uhm. Ew.
Her brother? "How funny, Elise. I don't let anyone ask me to do things I wouldn't want to do." Elysia did not want to be bossed around... because she was the BOSS. She asked the people to run errands for her, and not the opposite. "He would go here and buy the eggs himself."
"What are these eggs for anyway?" she asked, cringing while looking at them. Just gross. "And why are you selling them?" Need money, hun?
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Happy that she made a sale, Sarah was further energised to make more. In fact she put together a deal. She would put two jars together. That would do it. The Ashwinder eggs were free anyway to make, all one needed was a floo powder. It was quite a lucritive business.
She put together two jars and conjured up a red ribbon that she tied around them. "by two jars of Ashwinder eggs for only 2 Galleons" she called."and help build a wizarding future in Britain" she said.
Education was a thing very close to Ms Langley's heart, after all her mother was teacher. So when she was walking through Hogsmede and heard about the sale she knew she had to come. She heard a young girl that said words that were right up her Ally. At least one of the young ones today knew that Education was the future. She did not need Ashwinder eggs, yet the price seemed very good and it was for a good cause. "I would like that deal young lady, after all education is important right?" she said.
Sarah was happy she got another customer. "it sure is!" said Sarah, "my father always says that children, especially educated ones are the future. In fact paying school fees is like an investment, your children reep benefits for many years from it." she said. "that will be two galleons" she said
Langley rummaged in her big handbag for the money and gave it over. That girl was smart. Now Lagley felt confident that shew as leaving the future in capable hands. "thank you deary" she said.
Sarah handed over the jars and took the money. "Have a great day" she said with a smile and she meant it.
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SPOILER!!: Odessa!
"We have a new professor, she's..." hot, "pretty cool so far." West provided. And hey, Ves would get to see for herself next term.
"Yep, 2 galleons, 9 sickles." West said, another winning smile and he waited for her to pay him. He made sure that she had before announcing her hint, expression turning dramatic, with the pause and everything.
"Out of the ten jars under the cover, only three jars have an odd number of eggs." West said ingeniously. "Write your guesses down on this bit of parchment." He offered her a parchment scrap, and a quill.
Vesper was jealous that they had new Professors...and seriously could not wait to come to Hogwarts...It was better than the dinosaurs that taught her currently, anyway......And she didn't just call anyone a dinosaur, either. They looked the part.
After handing over the money, she accepted the quill and piece of parchment. Merlin, that was a lot to think about...but she tried coming at it in other ways...like...how many eggs did ashwinders lay...and were they jarred per ashwinder...Hmm. 10 jars...If they had something like...6 individually, that'd be 60...but three were not even numbers...
Hmmmmm.
SPOILER!!: Vesper's guesses!
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51
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57
60
Handing it over, she shrugged. "There."
SPOILER!!: Blonde lady!
"I see." And what was that cause? Ola wasn't stupid, she raised one eyebrow and eyed this boy, payyy for his education? Since when was Hogwarts a school that required fees to attend? Seriously, Durmstrang, so much better. The former Durmstrang Head girl had a moment of thanks for being sent there instead of having to attend Hogwarts with her brother and sister.
Not that Neptune had ever mentioned having to pay for things. She counted out 1 galleon and 13 sickles for the boy as he gave his hint. Five? Only one had five? And of the five jars there were less than seven... and there were... ten jars total?
She mentally decided that there were 29 eggs amongst those 5 jars then, and listening to the hint the other customer bought, decided that meant of the other five jars, two of them had odd numbers. And probably were around the same amount...
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"Wouldya mind writing your guess down here?" West said, sliding quill and parchment to the blonde woman, not wanting to spoil guesses for other people or have any sly folk come along and guess things that others had already narrowed down.
Because he was clever and because he totally noticed this lady had paid attention to Vesper's hint too.
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"Sure." Ola winked at the younger boy and took the parchment and Quill, and wrote her guesses down: 62, 63, 64, and waited for confirmation if she'd got it right or wrong. [/QUOTE]
Accepting payment, the Slytherin Captain smiled charmingly at the lady...She was rather beautiful, too...not that he'd ever really cared too much for blondes. He'd dated one, of course...but had quickly lost interest...
...And YES, he was glancing at the girl West was speaking to, giving curious eyes. Odessa seemed awfully excited to see her....but Dylan finally gave up on trying to understand, turning his attention back to his own customer. She'd just finished writing her guesses down, too.
Pulling the piece of parchment closer, he ran his eyes along the jumble of numbers and sadly shook his own blonde head. "I'm awfully sorry, ma'am. These are incorrect." The Slytherin wasn't genuinely sorry...but hopefully she believed he was. "...Would you like to try again...or would you just like to buy a jar straight up...Four galleons."...which was cheap considering that ashwinder eggs usually went for 1 galleon apiece...
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A rather mysterious brunette stepped up to the table, eyeing the black cloth and the two boys seemingly behind the setup. Ashwinder eggs...How very curious.
"Excuse me, gentleman..."
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SPOILER!!: Kat and Elysia
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Alright. Someone should buy her three jars of freshly harvested Ashwinder eggs. They were fresh and stuff you know, and even if she did say this a couple of times but yeah a pretty girl was selling them. Kat stood there and waited for SOMEONE to come near and buy a jar or two... or maybe even ALL of them that's left if it was going to be a miracle.
A little girl skipped along the street of Hogsmeade with her mum trying to catch up behind her. "Mummy, look! Some pretty girl with yellow hair is selling weird eggs." The little girl pointed at the blonde and squeal at her mum before running over to the blonde's table.
Oh interesting. Customers from every size. "Hello there, kid," Kat smiled down at her and recognised her mother. "Hello ma'am. Fancy some freshly harvested Ashwinder eggs?" she asked. Maybe the little girl would become a successful and famous Potioneer when she grows older. Well, Potions was cool.
SQUEAL. The little girl bounced up and down as the blonde talked to her. "MUMMY! Buy me a jar. LOOK, just for 5 galleons and it's fresh and stuff mummy. Please. PRETTY PLEASE?" she begged and poked her mum. After her mum agreed, the little girl hugged her mum and got five galleons from her. "One jar, pleaaaaaaaaaase."
Well, she was a hyper girl at that. Kat was sort of fond of kids now, unlike how annoying she thought they were back then. "Here ya go, kid," Kat said and gave her a jar of ashwinder eggs. "And thank you. Have a good day!" She then took the five galleons from the girl and placed them inside her pocket.
Two more jars. BUY NOOOOW. Running out fast, yo.
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Elysia didn't have to say that she wasn't too surprised about seeing her sister. She saw her everyday at home during the summer and yes, her face was annoying. It was unexpected that she saw her here selling... those things. The older blonde raised her eyebrow while examining the contents of the jar. Eggs? Now what would Elysia WANT to do with those? "You have a tomato for a nose, by the way," she pointed out. Compare their noses, Elysia had a better nose... both colour AND shape AND size. Honestly, she was better in everything and Elise had nothing to do about it.
"I bet you're GLAD to see me," she said. Her sister must've missed her pretty face and all. Elysia didn't have to say that she wasn't glad to her sister because, duh, Elise knew that already. The older blonde just faked her sweet smile and continued to watch the eggs.
Uhm. Ew.
Her brother? "How funny, Elise. I don't let anyone ask me to do things I wouldn't want to do." Elysia did not want to be bossed around... because she was the BOSS. She asked the people to run errands for her, and not the opposite. "He would go here and buy the eggs himself."
"What are these eggs for anyway?" she asked, cringing while looking at them. Just gross. "And why are you selling them?" Need money, hun?
She had a tomato? For a nose? She was no Ronald! Trying her best not to flail, Elise raised a hand to her nose and frowned. Merlin, this was bad. So, the sooner she got the eggs sold, the sooner she could go inside or to the Three Broomsticks where there was a lovely fire for her to sit by and warm her nose self. "It's cold," she said simply, not really bothering with an explanation.
"Oh, I'm simply delighted," Elise commented dryly. Now buy the eggs, Elysia. You're getting on Elise's nerves and that is never a nice place to be. Though, she kept her plastered smile on. Oh, yes. She learned the art of fake smiling from the best of the best.
Funny? Clearly her sister had no sense of humour. "Isn't he working double or triple shifts right now? I don't think he'd be able to, 'lysia." Remember? Their brother - unlike her - had a job and spent his life saving other lives. Far better than strutting around in sky-high heels and wasting one's life away, right?
"They're a part of my assignment for Care of Magical Creatures." Harvesting, y'know? Lovely process that made her almost want to consider it as a career. Other than Professional Quidditch and Curse Breaking, of course. They were also potions ingredients, but she should know that.
"They're only 4 galleons." Much cheaper than whatever she was going to buy today. "Not to mention that Ed's birthday's in less than a week." Did you get him anything, sister? Huh? She didn't think so.
Oh, look! It was a silent customer who slid four galleons across the table. Handing the random stranger a jar, she turned her gaze back to her sister and semi-glared. Not quite a glare, but definitely more intimidating than a stare.
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Now Hayley was in Hogsmeade with her momma because she'd wanted some candy and Honeydukes was always the best place for those. Daddy had given her a few galleons to spend today and she'd gotten herself a whole bag of jelly slugs and ice mice. YUM. She even got a bar of chocolate for her favourite twin sister ever!
She was going to meet her momma back at that quill shop place that she couldn't pronounce but knew where it was when she saw a bunch of really familiar people. Especially that person with the pretty yellow hair. Skipping up to her, she beamed widely.
"Hi, Miss Kat!" she beamed, hugging the bag of candy close to her. "What're you selling?" Because if those were chicken eggs, they were running low on them. Yes, yes. They weeere.
Then Sarah settled down, calling out what she was offering frequently. Then she noticed a woman scurrying past. Sarah quickly caught her attention and pulled her over. "Madame, would you like to buy a jar of ashwinder eggs?" she asked.
Lina was in a rush, she had to send off a quick letter at the post office and therefore she happened to be rushing past. Then a rude girl pullled her aside. To be fair, the girl spoke politely yet had to rudeness to keep Lina away from where she was meant to be going. "what would I need them for?" she asked. It would just be more junk in her house.
"they can be used to treat ague, which is a symptom of malari-" Sarah began before being interupted.
"do I look sick?"
"No" Sarah said back softly,
"so what else is that used for?" Lina continued, this girl was seriously wasting her time
Sarah was wondering if this woman shared a birthday with Scabior. "well it is used in love potion.."she immidiately regretted what she had said yet it was too late.
"DO YOU THINK I WOULD NEED LOVE POTION?" Roared Lina, this girl was seriously playing with fire (as it was a rather touchy subject for Lina).
Sarah thought that the woman would need it, she was so unlikable and mean yet Sarah kept silent (after all a closed mouth gathers no foot) and looked at the floor.
"THAT IS IT! SELL YOUR EGGS TO SOMEONE ELSE, MAYBE EVEN MAKE A LOVE POTION FOR YOURSELF, YOU PROBABLY NEED IT!" Lina continued before stomping off.
Sarah looked dumbstruck at the retreating figure. She did not know whether to laugh or to cry. Sarah knew that the woman's words could be identified as hurtful yet Sarah knew that that lady was speaking rubbish. Sarah was awesome an kind she did not need love potion. So instead Sarah burst out laughing. That woman was a riot.
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Only 6 sickles a guess!
13 sickles gets you three guesses!
6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize!
Buy a hint for just 1 galleon!
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Vesper was jealous that they had new Professors...and seriously could not wait to come to Hogwarts...It was better than the dinosaurs that taught her currently, anyway......And she didn't just call anyone a dinosaur, either. They looked the part.
After handing over the money, she accepted the quill and piece of parchment. Merlin, that was a lot to think about...but she tried coming at it in other ways...like...how many eggs did ashwinders lay...and were they jarred per ashwinder...Hmm. 10 jars...If they had something like...6 individually, that'd be 60...but three were not even numbers...
Hmmmmm.
SPOILER!!: Vesper's guesses!
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60
Handing it over, she shrugged. "There."
West took the sheet and looked at the guesses. He shook his head.
"Sorry, didn't get any right. But you get a consolation prize." He grinned at her and placed a packet of Ice Mice in front of her. "Thanks for helping out. I'll make it up to you when we hang out again, promise."
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Accepting payment, the Slytherin Captain smiled charmingly at the lady...She was rather beautiful, too...not that he'd ever really cared too much for blondes. He'd dated one, of course...but had quickly lost interest...
...And YES, he was glancing at the girl West was speaking to, giving curious eyes. Odessa seemed awfully excited to see her....but Dylan finally gave up on trying to understand, turning his attention back to his own customer. She'd just finished writing her guesses down, too.
Pulling the piece of parchment closer, he ran his eyes along the jumble of numbers and sadly shook his own blonde head. "I'm awfully sorry, ma'am. These are incorrect." The Slytherin wasn't genuinely sorry...but hopefully she believed he was. "...Would you like to try again...or would you just like to buy a jar straight up...Four galleons."...which was cheap considering that ashwinder eggs usually went for 1 galleon apiece...
"Aw too bad. It WAS for a good cause though, wasn't it?" She eyed the kid and then winked. He'd already got some of her money. At least when she told Plymouth he'd be alright with it. Actually he'd probably want to rush down here and 'help' out too. Maybe best not to tell him then. "No, I think I'll be alright. Good luck."
She picked up her things and went on her way.
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"Selling something?" not that Ira Banner actually WANTED to buy things from any kids but hey, that one there was his cousin technically speaking. He eyed West suspiciously.
He was surely up to something. It was an Odessa thing. And one of the reasons he always thought his cousin Wendy was nuts for marrying Leon Odessa. West here mostly had his father's shifty side in the wandmaker's opinion.
Too charming for his own good, see?
"Oh Iraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Sup." West greeted cheekily. "Not really. I mean, we're supposed to sell Ashwinder eggs but I thought it'd be kinda dumb to do what everyone else is doing so, thought we'd do a guessing game." So far so good.
"You want a go? They make great firestarters."
"..................." No? No he didn't. Not really? But also he figured if he didn't, it'd get back to Linda and she'd give him a hard time. Ira grumbled to himself. He didn't want to part with any of his money.
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"One guess then."
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"Two." West said immediately, sizing his older cousin up.
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".... alright. Two." Bloody hell.
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"I mean, if you're going to get two you might as well pay another sickle and make it three for thirteen." West added with an innocent expression.
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.... Ira gave the teenager a stubborn look.
"No. Two. Do you have change for a galleon?"
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"Awww you know what? I don't have any change for you." West said, having no issue with the fib. Technically he didn't have change for IRA he had change for himself. So. There. "But I'll give you a hint along with your two guesses for a galleon."
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"Bloody hell. Just.... lets get this over with then." Ira grumbled and wrote down a couple guesses. "Forget the hint." Grumble grumble. "You tell your Aunt Linda that I helped out though, alright?"
He wrote down 50 and 100, and placed a galleon on top of the parchment piece.
... yeah.
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"Oh sure, I'll tell her." West scooped up the galleon and eyed the guesses. "Sorry! Didn't get it right. See you around cuz." He watched with a grin as his cousin left, and West swept the coin into the tin. Successs.
He noted the other lady come up but figured that Dylan had that covered. Mmhmm.
ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 Post 3 Post 4 - sales attempts- Vesper Bayliss, + the assist with Pensacola Bott Post 5
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be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
Sarah looked at the one last jar and sighed. She had one more left. Who would want it. She was watching the other students selling that the tap on her shoulder gave her quite a fright She turned around and saw a shabbily dressed boy (it was even shabby for Sarah, who was the queen of hand-me-downs) who looked rather unkempt. "hi there!" she greeted him with a smile.
Ever since his mother had come down with Ague Anthony had mainly fended for himself. After all it was just he and his mother. He had heard that an ashwinder egg would help her, yet Tony and his mother were poor. His mother had just sighed when he had asked her why she had not gotten an eggs saying that they could not afford it. Yet Tony would not give up. He wondered around Hogsmede perhaps someone would help him. Then he saw some students selling things. He overheard the word Ashwinder and he was sure it was what he was looking for. He walked up to one of the girls and tapped her. She got a fright, which made Tony grin. She smiled and she looked so sweet. "I was wwwwondering iiiif I could get some Aaaashwinder eeeggs. mmmy mmmother is sssick" Tony stammered. "hhhow mmuch do they cccost?
Sarah looked at the little boy, he did not seem like he could afford much so she decided not to make him feel uncomfortable. Sarah said with grin ,"pay whatever you can proceeds go to Hogwarts!"
Tony was expecting to get a jaw droppingly big price like 2 sickles, yet instead she said he could pay what he could. "okay" he said and he dumped the contents of his sweaty fist onto the table. They were just knuts.
"thank you" Sarah said, "here is the jar!" she handed over the last jar to him. "I hope your mother feels better!" she said.
Tony could barely explain his excite meant and he grinned revealing missing teeth. "I hope she does! Thank you!" Tony felt good that he was able to pay and it was not charity. With the jar and its precious contents in his hand Tony ran off, he had to bring it to his mother.
Sarah watched the little boys retreating back. It was so heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time. This money the boy could have used at Zonko's or Honeydukes yet he used it for him mother, and it was sad as the little boy had such a sad life. When that boy goes to Hogwarts however his future will look more promising, Sarah thought to herself. That was what education did, it would turn the boys life around.
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Only 6 sickles a guess!
13 sickles gets you three guesses!
6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize!
Buy a hint for just 1 galleon!
So far things were going well. He'd made 3 galleons and 9 sickles, and assisted with a further 1 galleon and 13 sickles that Dylan had, and if they put that together, that was 5 galleons and 5 sickles and they still had all ten of their jars, and all it had cost him was a packet of ice mice that he'd got for free anyway.
The gamble was definitely worth his while.
West waited, leaning back comfortably in his seat while people rushed here and there. He was trusting in his flashing sign to drag in the curious and the gamblers. It wasn't as if they wouldn't notice it. It was different after all.
West got a sandwich out of his bag and began eating half of it.
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Having just come out of the cauldron shop it stood to reason that the wizened old man would have his attention caught by a tent selling ashwinder eggs at a bargain price. He was a cheap fellow though and 5 galleons a jar wasn't really his idea of a good deal. He was also a gambler so when he spotted the sign at the table where a couple of teenage boys were sitting, the man got an unholy gleam in his eye and eagerly lurched over there.
Did he want hints or did he want guesses? He could barely stand it. The wife never let him gamble anymore and he'd loved the pokies as a younger man...
"TEN GUESSES!" He blurted out, nose twitching. Surely he'd get it in ten?
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West stopped eating his sandwich mid-bite, comically frozen as he eyed the old crusty warlock in front of him. Ten guesses? 45 sickles, that was 2 galleons and 11 sickles, just for guesses, and only one consolation prize for being wrong. Good deal right? Was it worth trying to get some more guesses out of the guy?
Hmm probably not. He didn't want the guy to actually get the right amount and that'd give him more possibilities of getting it. He put his sandwich aside.
"2 galleons and 11 sickles, write your guesses on this bit of parchment, sir." West said, and provided said parchment and a quill.
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The warlock eagerly counted out the right amount, using a mixture of knuts, sickles, and a single galleon, then eagerly wrote down his guesses.
45, 50, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 65 ,70
YES? DID HE GET IT?
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Awwwww nope! Phew! West shot Dylan a relieved look. With ten guesses it woulda been easy for the guy to have lucked out, but he hadn't.
"Sorry, sir. Didn't get it right. But you get a consolation prize." He took out of his bag a licorice wand and presented it with a flourish.
The money? Went in the tin. That made 7 galleons and 16 sickles so far!
ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 Post 3 Post 4 - sales attempts- Vesper Bayliss, + the sale assist with Pensacola Bott Post 5 Vesper sale confirmed Post 6 - sale with Ira Banner confirmed
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love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
All right, so she had one jar left and she'd been pretty darn successful so far, so she decided to try something a little different. She stood from her chair and began calling out numbers. "Ashwinder Eggs - One jar, starting at 15 sickles! Can I get 15 sickles? 15, ladies and gentlemen!" She saw a few heads turn her way, but no one looked like they understood. Has no one here been to an auction? Puzzled, she tried again.
"One full jar of Ashwinder eggs - freshly harvested! Starting at 15 sickles! Do I hear an offer?" she called out again with one hand on her hip, the other in the air waving people closer. They were finally starting to get the message.
A man with a feather in his cap came closer and flicked his fingers in the air once. "I'll bid 15, Miss."
She nodded at him and smiled. This might work!"Thank you sir. Can anyone beat 15 sickles? 15 sickles is a steal, folks, you don't want to miss out!" All of the excitement of Hogsmeade must have put her into a wildly social mood somehow. Or maybe it was just the experiment of getting regular shoppers to join an impromptu auction. Who knew.
A woman with a large broach stood near to the man and called out, "One galleon!"
She nodded at her and moved on. "One galleon, one galleon, can I get one galleon and ten sickles? One galleon and ten sickles?" This was sort of more fun than she'd thought it would be.
An old man with a monocle came by and threw his bid inot the mix. "One galleon, ten sickles, right here," he said calmly with a twist of his mustache.
Things were really picking up now. "Do I hear two galleons, two galleons for this large and very full jar of Ashwinder eggs? Quite the bargain still, at only twoooo galleons!" She held her final jar in her hands to show the crowd.
The woman with the broach waved a gloved hand to take that bid.
Eliza nodded at her and said, "Do I see two galleons and ten sickles?" She looked to each of their faces pointedly. Come on....
The man with the feather tipped his cap to place his bid.
Excellent, she thought and carried on. "All right then lady and gentlemen, do I hear three galleons? Three for this final jar?" She was hopeful, but felt comfortable with the price she'd earned thus far.
Monocle man flipped his hand up once again and said, "I'll pay four galleons, Miss."
Four?! Well he jumped right ahead then didn't he? Really must be needing some eggs."Four it is then, do I hear any higher?" She looked at the other two again, but they did not stir. It was clear this man meant to buy the eggs.
The man with the cap smiled at her and shook his head, gave a low wave, and went on his way.
The woman with the nice broach shook her head and said, "No dear, but thank you for the fun!" And then she too, left.
She turned back to the man with the monocle and mustache to congratulate him. "Soooold, to this fine gentlemen right here! Four galleons!" She came from around the table and handed him the jar.
He placed the coins firmly into her open palm, tucked the jar under his arm and said, "Thank you very much Miss. Now if you would, please stop shouting near my shop! I admire your gusto, surely, but it does make it very difficult to get any work done." He gave her a small smile and a pat on the hand to show he didn't mean to be too insulting, and then he turned quickly and re-entered a shop down the way.
"Thank you sir," she said as she received the payment. Blushing about all the yelling she'd been doing, she bowed her head and apologized. "Sorry, sir," was all she could manage. It had been her assignment after all, but she knew their group was being rather boisterous. She watched him go and went back to her table.
Well, at least I sold them all, eventually. She pulled her sign off the table and sat patiently until it was time to follow the professor back to the school.
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Only 6 sickles a guess!
13 sickles gets you three guesses!
6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize!
Buy a hint for just 1 galleon!
7 galleons and 16 sickles so far, West was generally pretty happy with that. Even if he took off the one that Dylan had got, that West had only assisted with, it was still an entirely good number, 6 galleons and 3 sickles. And he still had alllll of his jars. That was how it was DONE people.
West continued eating his sandwiches and selling guesses, and soon he had hit 14 galleons and 11 sickles. Not bad at all. People didn't mind supporting them for a good cause, and so far he'd only had to give away four consolation prizes, all of which he'd got for free, and even if he had to buy them they were only worth 9 sickles altogether.
West was an AWESOME entrepreneur, obviously.
He sat back, relaxing while there was a lull and looked around. Heaps of kids had sold all their jars, but he was pretty confident that he was doing the best with this, if you took into account total profit.
If nobody guessed the amount, he was thinking they could sell them off to one of the potions supplies stores at a discounted price, and maximize their profits.
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"What's going on here, then?" The lady who approached next had two small children with her, one of them on what appeared to be a leash.
West eyed that up with fascination. A leash. A leash for a kid. Never seen that before, but within a few seconds it was obvious WHY the kid had a leash. He was trying to go here and there and was obviously a bundle of energy and insanity. West watched as the lady masterfully twisted and maneuvered so that the child couldn't reach a single jar of eggs.
"Well, we're fundraising for Hogwarts students, as part of our Care of Magical Creatures class, we had to harvest these eggs ourselves." He explained with a winning smile. "Would you like to buy some guesses? If you guess the number right, you get the lot. You can buy hints too."
"Oh well if its for a good cause!" The lady looked at the sign and then at the covered jars.
"Three hints please!" She placed the galleons on the table and pulled her child out of the way when he tried grabbing for them.
"Okay." West tried not to look too excited. THREE HINTS. THAT WAS THREE GALLEONS. "First hint: There is less than 100 eggs across the ten jars. Second hint: the number of eggs is more than the number of Hogwarts kids in this tent. Third hint: Only three of the jars contain an odd number of eggs."
West paaaaused. These were good hints too.
"Oh well that means there must be an odd number of eggs in total." The lady said immediately. The kid that wasn't on the leash clung to her skirts and peeeeeered at West with big eyes.
"Just one guess please." She counted out six sickles.
Just one? Was she that confident? "You can get another two for just thirteen sickles total." He gave her an eager smile and provided parchment and a quill for her guesses. "Write your guesses here ma'am."
"Oh.... twist my arm!" She said indulgently and added another seven sickles and wrote her guesses down. 65, 67, 69
West checked the parchment and took the money. "I'm sorry, you didn't guess right! Do you want to try again?"
"I better not! Good luck dears."
The lady led her two children off and West added the 3 galleons and thirteen sickles to the total.
ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 Post 3 Post 4 - sales attempts- Vesper Bayliss, + the sale assist with Pensacola Bott Post 5 Vesper sale confirmed Post 6 - sale with Ira Banner confirmed Post 7- gambling warlock sale Post 8 - lady with leashed child (current post)
18 galleons 7 sickles total so far
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love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
Nigel thought West idea of a game was genius. But he was not confident in himself that he could do that so he decided to start doing what everyone else was doing and chant that his jars were for sale.
"ASHWINDER EGGS FOR SALE. THREE GALLEONS FOR ONE JAR"
That was straight and to the point. Now all he had to do was wait for a customer.
This man walks over to the ashwinder eggs sale thinking of buying some. For no other purpose than owning some. He spots and hears what sounds like a reasonable deal and walks over to the teenage boy. "So it is three galleons for a jar? If so then i would like to purchase one"
Nigel was a little shocked by this guys forwardness. But was surprised that the shouting strategy worked. "Um. Yes it is three for a jar." Nigel nodded and smiled when the man said he wanted to buy one. He took the three galleons from the man and gave him a jar. "Thank you" Nigel said as the man started to walk away.
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She had a tomato? For a nose? She was no Ronald! Trying her best not to flail, Elise raised a hand to her nose and frowned. Merlin, this was bad. So, the sooner she got the eggs sold, the sooner she could go inside or to the Three Broomsticks where there was a lovely fire for her to sit by and warm her nose self. "It's cold," she said simply, not really bothering with an explanation.
"Oh, I'm simply delighted," Elise commented dryly. Now buy the eggs, Elysia. You're getting on Elise's nerves and that is never a nice place to be. Though, she kept her plastered smile on. Oh, yes. She learned the art of fake smiling from the best of the best.
Funny? Clearly her sister had no sense of humour. "Isn't he working double or triple shifts right now? I don't think he'd be able to, 'lysia." Remember? Their brother - unlike her - had a job and spent his life saving other lives. Far better than strutting around in sky-high heels and wasting one's life away, right?
"They're a part of my assignment for Care of Magical Creatures." Harvesting, y'know? Lovely process that made her almost want to consider it as a career. Other than Professional Quidditch and Curse Breaking, of course. They were also potions ingredients, but she should know that.
"They're only 4 galleons." Much cheaper than whatever she was going to buy today. "Not to mention that Ed's birthday's in less than a week." Did you get him anything, sister? Huh? She didn't think so.
Oh, look! It was a silent customer who slid four galleons across the table. Handing the random stranger a jar, she turned her gaze back to her sister and semi-glared. Not quite a glare, but definitely more intimidating than a stare.
Did Elise think she didn't know what temperature was? Elysia raised an eyebrow. "I know. I'm not stupid," Elysia said. "You could use your Ravenclaw brain if you don't want to have a tomato for a nose." The older blonde was eyeing her sister. Why was she her sister again? They were too different to even pass as siblings. For example, Elysia was prettier and cooler while Elise was less than acceptable. In general, she was just better. Way better, and nobody in the whole world can do anything about it. Nope.
Delighted. Just how she was supposed to be! "Good to know," Elysia said. She would pinch Elise's cheek but she didn't. Elise might start a scene in front of people and it wouldn't be Elysia who would be embarrassed, but the precious Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain. Now, a student leader shouldn't be such a bad girl right?
Creatures class. Er... right. The one that required touching dirty animals and handling dung, yes? Elysia was not a fan of that class, even if Salem taught it too. "You know, I read in the Daily Prophet than your school was having financial problems. Is this what you lot have thought of to earn money?" Hmm... cause they can do better than this other than letting the students sell whatever products they had. Not that Elysia cared, but because it was not right. Treating students like the house elves they had lost?
"I could buy better things for Ed than just a jar of whatever those things are," Elysia said, cringing. "But I wouldn't want to waste my energy going back to Diagon Alley if I can buy him a present here already." A trip to that shop with the elderflower wine and a gift for her oh dearest brother. Two in one, she might say.
How much was that again? Four galleons? Elysia opened her purse carefully and took out a galleon, counting them one by one as she settled it on Elise's stall. "One... two... three... four. There you go, sweetie." Fake!sweet smile. Now where was her jar of... those things?
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Now Hayley was in Hogsmeade with her momma because she'd wanted some candy and Honeydukes was always the best place for those. Daddy had given her a few galleons to spend today and she'd gotten herself a whole bag of jelly slugs and ice mice. YUM. She even got a bar of chocolate for her favourite twin sister ever!
She was going to meet her momma back at that quill shop place that she couldn't pronounce but knew where it was when she saw a bunch of really familiar people. Especially that person with the pretty yellow hair. Skipping up to her, she beamed widely.
"Hi, Miss Kat!" she beamed, hugging the bag of candy close to her. "What're you selling?" Because if those were chicken eggs, they were running low on them. Yes, yes. They weeere.
Two jars. Did anybody want to buy Kat's last two jars? The blonde looked around for any potential customer. Surely there was somebody who was interested in these kind of things. Potioneers? Random enthusiast on ashwinder eggs? Curious kiddo?
C'mon. It was cold out.
Then Kat noticed a young girl. OH RIGHT! Other ickle Hayley, wasn't it? "Hello there," the blonde greeted the young girl with a smile. She was so cute, right? It made Kat squeal in the inside a little. "Oh uhm... they're ashwinder eggs. Do you want to buy a jar? Five galleons only and they're freshly harvested so you can use them for making Potions." Kat might even encourage an aspiring potioneer, you know.
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"Sorreh, son," Saul used his wallet-holdin' hand ter tip his hat toward the lil' boy, "but I think I've got me a bargain here, wit this 'un." He nodded toward Beezus.
Kace nodded and understood. He wasn't going to sell all his eggs. "It is okay mister maybe next time?" he asked him.
Then he went over to the center and wanted to sell more of his jars. He already sold one to a young man, an old blind lady and a mother to a daughter who already had a crush on him and they never even met before. Talk about odd right? Well at least he sold three out of five. He was making progress.
Kace went looking around and even went outside the shopping center to test his luck. Then a man stopped him. "Excuse me. Are you selling those jars?" he asked him.
Kace nodded and pointed towards his bag. "I only have two jars left so you are in luck."
"Oh thank heavens." he said with a huge sigh of relief. "I didn't want to be bombarded with kids selling eggs and luckily i found you wandering along. I am in desperate need of eggs. How much would you say for two jars?" he asked him.
It had to be his lucky day. His last customer and he wanted to buy all his jars. "Well each jar is 5 galleons each, so i guess 10 galleons all together?" Kace asked suggesting the deal.
The young man smiled and said, "You got a deal." They shook hands and then his wife came to his side as Kace was handing him the two jars he asked for.
"Hunny who are you talking to?" she asked and smiled at him warmly. "Oh this nice young man who sold me two jars of eggs for a good deal compared to the store prices."
The wife seemed impressed, "Well thank you young man for making our lives easier." she said and kissed his cheek as a thank you.
"Come on hunny we gotta go. Thanks again sweetie." they both smiled and walked away holding hands.
Kace rubbed the place where the woman kissed her. She was quite sweet and cute. He was even more happy he sold his last two jars for a good deal.
That last customer was a bit tougher than the first one. Peyton needed to step up her game. And for this she'd use one of her brother's tactics. She needed the right customer for it.
Peyton waited until she found a suitable customer to pass. She wasn't going to start yelling people to come by. They were surrounded by students selling the same thing, so it'd be just wasting her voice in vain.
A head full of white curls passed by, a little old lady walking at turtle's pace by Peyton's stand. AHA!
"Hello there, ma'am," Peyton said gently. The woman turned to her, her glasses hanging at the tip of her nose. The woman offered Peyton a smile, which she returned. Old people were nice. "I was wondering if you'd like to help our school by buying some of these very-well-taken-care-of Ashwinder eggs," she said in her most honest victim voice. "You see, we are going through a rough crisis at the moment. Our school was robbed."
The older woman gasped, placing her hand over her chest. "Oh, sweet Merlin, you poor thing," she said.
Peyton nodded solemnly. "The elves have left us and my school mates and I have to help around. It's tough, you know. Attending to classes, doing our homework AND cleaning an entire castle. We're trying our very best, honest." SAD FACE.
"Child, you sweet thing." The woman looked like if she was on the verge of tears and Peyton wondered if she over did it. But this is how John used to do it. "That is horrible."
She nodded again and sighed. "Yes. I understand if you can't help us, thanks for stopping by anyway." Peyton grinned a very sad grin at the woman, working her eyes to droop all wounded-like.
The woman gasped and shook her head, making her hair look like a white and gray cabbage. "No, no. I'll be helping you. You lot are the future of the Wizarding world, there's no way I'll let you suffer." She dug feverishly into her coin purse, then paused. "How much did you say these were?"
Peyton hadn't mentioned it. "They're going for five Galleons, ma'am."
"Here you go." The woman handed Peyton the five Galleons and patted something else into her hand. "An extra one can help, too." The little old lady smiled at Peyton and waddled away, muttering something about the condition of the school.
Shoving the money away, Peyton did a little dance. One more jar sold, though she couldn't help feel a tiiiiiiiny bit bad for the woman. She seemed genuinely worried. Oops. Hehehe.
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Did Elise think she didn't know what temperature was? Elysia raised an eyebrow. "I know. I'm not stupid," Elysia said. "You could use your Ravenclaw brain if you don't want to have a tomato for a nose." The older blonde was eyeing her sister. Why was she her sister again? They were too different to even pass as siblings. For example, Elysia was prettier and cooler while Elise was less than acceptable. In general, she was just better. Way better, and nobody in the whole world can do anything about it. Nope.
Delighted. Just how she was supposed to be! "Good to know," Elysia said. She would pinch Elise's cheek but she didn't. Elise might start a scene in front of people and it wouldn't be Elysia who would be embarrassed, but the precious Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain. Now, a student leader shouldn't be such a bad girl right?
Creatures class. Er... right. The one that required touching dirty animals and handling dung, yes? Elysia was not a fan of that class, even if Salem taught it too. "You know, I read in the Daily Prophet than your school was having financial problems. Is this what you lot have thought of to earn money?" Hmm... cause they can do better than this other than letting the students sell whatever products they had. Not that Elysia cared, but because it was not right. Treating students like the house elves they had lost?
"I could buy better things for Ed than just a jar of whatever those things are," Elysia said, cringing. "But I wouldn't want to waste my energy going back to Diagon Alley if I can buy him a present here already." A trip to that shop with the elderflower wine and a gift for her oh dearest brother. Two in one, she might say.
How much was that again? Four galleons? Elysia opened her purse carefully and took out a galleon, counting them one by one as she settled it on Elise's stall. "One... two... three... four. There you go, sweetie." Fake!sweet smile. Now where was her jar of... those things?
Elise was quickly getting annoyed. What was her sister trying to do, get her so mad that she exploded in front of her team and her professor? She didn't plan on it but Merlin knew that her sister was more annoying than a certain Dylan Montmorency. "Seems like Salem hasn't taught you the same," she shrugged, inclining her head at her sister's nose. You look like another Ronald, did you know?
Oh, Sweet Mother of Merlin! Elysia Fairfield knew how to read? The newspapers, no less. This was entirely new information, especially since Elise was sure that she could only read fashion magazines and the like. What an utter waste of money. "It is, so are you helping?" Yes? YES? Okay, great!
Even if it was just because Elysia was a lazy backside, Elise would take whatever money she was given. Lovely. Handing her sister the jar, she smiled fake!sweetly just to mirror the other blonde. Look, 'lysia! She was learning from your bright shining example. Wasn't she proud?
"Thank you," she added, almost as an afterthought. You can go now, Elysia.
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Two jars. Did anybody want to buy Kat's last two jars? The blonde looked around for any potential customer. Surely there was somebody who was interested in these kind of things. Potioneers? Random enthusiast on ashwinder eggs? Curious kiddo?
C'mon. It was cold out.
Then Kat noticed a young girl. OH RIGHT! Other ickle Hayley, wasn't it? "Hello there," the blonde greeted the young girl with a smile. She was so cute, right? It made Kat squeal in the inside a little. "Oh uhm... they're ashwinder eggs. Do you want to buy a jar? Five galleons only and they're freshly harvested so you can use them for making Potions." Kat might even encourage an aspiring potioneer, you know.
Oooooh, so Miss Kat was selling eggs! Just... not chicken eggs. Her momma liked making those potion-y stuff, though and she used some kind of eggs that sounded like that ashwinder animal thing. Maybe she could get her some for her birthday!
But... five galleons was so expensive. Frowning, she dug around in her pocket for whatever money she had and came up with three galleons and nothing more. "I only have THREE galleons," she said, holding up three fingers on her other hand. Did that mean that she couldn't buy them anyway? Because that would be really really sad, actually.
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Marci's eyes didn't leave the hat, the girl even tapped it and made it go askew so attractively on her brunette hair! Marci wanted it noooow! It'd look even MORE attractive on her golden hair, she clapped her hands, the jars she was holding already dangerously rattled together, "OKAY! I think it's a very reasonable bargain. I should've just come over to you in the first place before talking to all those students, the boy over there did tie ribbons around my jars as I wanted so I guess he is a good vendor but you have a cap with cute little egg on!" She cooed and fished out ten galleons, slamming them on the table. "Agreed! I think if there was some sort of party here in Hogsmeade tonight, it'd be egg-themed. And I would be the only one who has the accessories for it, don't you think? More egg jars aren't really a problem, I already need loads to do my experiments. If your eggs turn out to be as good as the jars, I'll share whatever profits I get from selling my invention. Thank you for the hat and the jars, it was nice meeting you!" She flashed a bright smile to the girl and ducked her head to have the hat placed on top.
Botros grinned at the Captain and clapped twice for her, "Kudos, Captain Fischer. Another multi talented kid." He opened his mouth to say something else when Marci nudged him again and began another story about her and Stephanie when they went to this fake Weird Sisters concert. He waved goodbye to the Captain and walked away with his granddaughter, shoulders hunched over in defeat.
"I'm a very reasonable person," Alice informed Marci seriously. 'Cept, y'know, she wasn't just about to give away her best egg cap. She was still making sales, you know? "If there's an egg party here, you'll be the best accessorized, easily. But don't you think I need an accessory, too? Wouldn't want to be left out, now would I?" So she carefully took it off of her head, setting it down before pulling out her wand and performing the Doubling Charm with a flick of it. "Geminio."
And then there were two.
She picked up the duplicated hat and placed it on little miss Botros' head, adjusted it so that the overly large bill was askew on her golden hair, as to not cover her eyes. "You look awfully stylish. Best looking hat in all of Hogsmeade's on you." Alice beamed at them both and gave another wink to her Ancient Runes professor as he walked off, pocketing the ten galleons and then turning back to Vivi.
Could she convince her to buy the last three jars now?
'Course she could. Alice was just that good of an entrepreneur.
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