Needing a break from his research, the Astronomy professor had decided to descend from the Astronomy Tower to remind himself that there was more to the castle. Which of course there was, especially with all these passageways popping up all over the place. Made for keeping things organized quite difficult.

Not that the man was against a little chaos. He was, after all, an astronut himself. But with a passage way into Gryffindor now rumored to be in existence...well...the man did not want to have to eat the words he had shared with a certain Hufflepuff prefect at the opening feast.

Hence why he was here. Snooping about the suits of armor in hopes that the entrance was here. Somewhere. Maybe you had to climb IN one of the suits? Trap door in the feet or something to that effect? He would need someone small to fit in there easily...hmmm...

He'd gotten hungry in the middle of yesterdays exploration of the castle, and had forgotten to resume after a meal. The last part of his notes had him somewhere around here on the second floor and Rooney had decided to start over in this floor. Hunger had probably sent his observation skills into a pit and he had even missed out on counting the bricks on the wall. One... two...

...

Three hundred and four... Three hundred and five...

Speaking of five, there were five metal fingers occupying the column of bricks he was trying to count. Roo noted down in his notebook exactly the number he was at and why he was stopping counting. Because metal fingers. Metal fingers and metal legs and a metal -- oh wow. He had been planning on moving the arms of the body suit before him and peek inside the helmet JUST in case. But he wasn't alone. Shoving his notebook into his back pocket, Rooney stuck his hand out, aimed higher than usual as the rockspacefessor was obviously taller than this eleven year old. "Mister Bronwyn, Sir."

People forgot names. It was okay.

POP!

There were SO manys cobwebs to clean!

Nimma was cleaning the castle, yes she was, just likes the good elfsies did! Nimma loves making the school clean for the studentsies! Nimma's bare feetsies clacked lightly along the hard floor as she hurried along, brushing her favourite duster over each and every cobweb along the way. There were SO MANYS of them! Cobwebs everywhere! Nimma had to levitate the duster up to the high cracks on the ceiling to get them all!

Nimma took care to dust the cobwebs behind the suits of armour, too, and... OOOH! Masters! "Eeps! Nimma is sorries to interrupt, Masters! Nimma finishes dusting later! Nimma lets the Masters talk, yup yup yup!"

With another POP!, Nimma was gone.

Stroking his chin as he gave another suit of armor a look up and down, he paused to turn his head when he heard approaching footsteps. Light ones at that, which indicated someone of small stature. Just what the astronomer ordered!

"I remember," he chuckled, giving the first year a confident salute and looking over his shoulder at the suit of armor again. "How are you and your pet rock getting on?"

Contemplating how best to present his request to the Ravenclaw - a peculiar bunch that would not just leap into a suit of armor simply because a professor dared them to - he failed to noticed one of the house elves going about her cleaning duties...along with the apparent influx of cobwebs. "Oh no you can ---" but before he could finish his sentence, she has poop'd away, duster and all.

Attention back on the young man, Airey rubbed his hands together and took a small step in his direction. "Tell me, Mr. Bronwyn, you don't have any serious allergies to...oh...iron or steel, do you?"

Smoooooooooooooooothe as chunky peanut butter.

Rooney's face lit UP at the mention of his pet rock and NODDED. "Winston is GREAT. Have you thought any more about the group meetings?" Because Rooney was really hoping that it would be a thing. He and Winston had gotten up to ALL sorts recently and their time together had only just began. There was pretending to fly between beds in the dorm, sitting close to the fire with a stack of textbooks and a cup of hot chocolate -- OH and the explorative walk around the grounds. It was like having a best friend that didn't argue back about anything.

His thoughts about Winston were dragged away at the realisation that they weren't alone, but before Roo could say most anything... the house elf was gone. "Uh.. Do they always do that, Professor?" Running away scared? Were they scared of students? Or Professors? Was there something he wasn't aware of in this school?

Apart from all of those newspaper articles that Mama had burnt before he read them. Well, before she thought he hadn't read them. He had. He knew. He and Calliope had spoken for hours over the summer about them all. Rooney raised his eyebrow and looked between rockspacefessor and the suits of armour. "I don't think I'm standing close enough to them to have any reaction, Sir. If I was." He was not.

Winston? That was a rather charming name, wasn't it? Pity it wasn't punny though. The professor appreciated the punny names. So perhaps the first year had disappointed him just a little there, but not enough for him to linger on the thought. Besides, being a first year, he had time to grow into that Ravenclaw wit the house was famous for.

"Unfortunately, I have not," he admitted. "But if you have any ideas for these meetings. I am all ears." He wasn't going to admit that he may have, kind of sort of, entirely forgotten about even entertaining the idea of holding something for all the pet rock adopters. Not with everything else that had been going on. But this young man seemed quite adamant on the idea, so of course he would try and deliver.

Looking at the spot where the house elf had been before she poofed away, he gave a small shrug. "If they think they are disturbing their masters...I suppose that is need for panic," he replied. He honestly did not know the inner workings of a house elf's psyche. He did not own one, nor did he plan on ever owning one, and his interactions with the ones living in Hogwarts castle were somewhat limited. "They mean well."

At least he thought they did. It was his impression at least.

"Just a pity all this accomplished was her putting off doing her job," he continued, inspecting another suit of armor. Best not put the house elf's sacrifice to waste, right? Heh.

"Just professor will do," he corrected with a dismissive wave of the hand. "No need for the sir." And that was stellar news that he was not allergic. He had to check to be sure so that no one else ended up in the hospital wing because of one of his shenanigans. He imagined Cecelia would not treat a patient too kindly if they were hurt because they were following his ridiculous - her words, not his - instructions. "You think you can fit in one of these here suits of armor?"

Oh.. Did he have any ideas? The first year mulled it over for a moment, his face screwed up in consideration and shook his head. "Nothing right now, Sir, but I'll think about it and get back to you? Where..where do I find your office?" Should he know that already? That was one thing that he hadn't added to his thorough notes of the school's layout -- the location of offices. He didn't understand why he hadn't, but it was probably because the whole school was overwhelming him with its being.

"Oh." Rooney almost felt guilty about the house elf leaving this spot in the middle of cleaning it up, and made a note in the back of his brain files to apologise later and offer to help out if they needed anything. Fair was fair, right?

"... Fit? Like..inside?" Was this going to become his tomb?

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Oh.. Did he have any ideas? The first year mulled it over for a moment, his face screwed up in consideration and shook his head. "Nothing right now, Sir, but I'll think about it and get back to you? Where..where do I find your office?" Should he know that already? That was one thing that he hadn't added to his thorough notes of the school's layout -- the location of offices. He didn't understand why he hadn't, but it was probably because the whole school was overwhelming him with its being.

"Oh." Rooney almost felt guilty about the house elf leaving this spot in the middle of cleaning it up, and made a note in the back of his brain files to apologise later and offer to help out if they needed anything. Fair was fair, right?

"... Fit? Like..inside?" Was this going to become his tomb?

That's it. Next term he was making a huge sign and sticking it at the entrance to the Astronomy Tower about not calling him 'sir' or...or else. Yes.

"I'll tell you...if you promise to try and refrain from calling me sir again," he said with a wink. He should have said try AND succeed, but first year Ravenclaws were an especially...delicate group usually and he would rather spare himself the awkwardness of tears. "Although a bright young fellow like yourself can probably figure out the location without my telling you."

Astronomy professor...Astronomy Tower...2+2=4, you know?

He gave a firm nod towards the suit of armor and then looked back to the young man. "Yup," he grinned, removing the helmet from the closet suit and giving it a peek inside. "I'll give you a hand up. The rare opportunity to put your shoe on my suit." Since he would need to use the professor's thigh as a sort of stepping stool to climb in.

Rooney was embarrassed about being called up regarding the 'Sir' thing and nodded as he willed away the rosy colour covering his cheeks right now. He bet that it was radiating from his skin in rays much like the light from the sun. Bright young fellow? Yes, that definitely meant that he could now stand in Ravenclaw tower and it would look like a lighthouse. Woohoo light beacon right here. He nodded again. "I-- Yes Si-- Yes." He supposed it had been a silly question in retrospect.

And he definitely would drop by to discuss parent-rock groups. He just wanted to make sure that he did right by Winston. Winston who was currently spending time with Pomegranate and the dust-bunny that Rooney had found under Xavier's bed.

Technically, he'd stolen it.

"Okay. Sure. Why.. what am I to do in there? Did you drop something inside?" What? Why? What? The chance to put his foot on Professor Flamsteed's was one he wasn't going to pass up on at all.

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Rooney was embarrassed about being called up regarding the 'Sir' thing and nodded as he willed away the rosy colour covering his cheeks right now. He bet that it was radiating from his skin in rays much like the light from the sun. Bright young fellow? Yes, that definitely meant that he could now stand in Ravenclaw tower and it would look like a lighthouse. Woohoo light beacon right here. He nodded again. "I-- Yes Si-- Yes." He supposed it had been a silly question in retrospect.

And he definitely would drop by to discuss parent-rock groups. He just wanted to make sure that he did right by Winston. Winston who was currently spending time with Pomegranate and the dust-bunny that Rooney had found under Xavier's bed.

Technically, he'd stolen it.

"Okay. Sure. Why.. what am I to do in there? Did you drop something inside?" What? Why? What? The chance to put his foot on Professor Flamsteed's was one he wasn't going to pass up on at all.

It wasn't that the astronomer was unaware that the boy was looking more and more like the Rosette Nebula with each passing moment, because he did, but he was choosing to ignore it. Primarily for selfish reasons in that blushing nervous students made HIM nervous and fidgeting. Either that, or he had the urge to push it to the limit and see just HOW red they could turn. Cruel game really, but he did have a somewhat twisted sense of humor.

But that did mean that the boy knew where his office was. Right? RIGHT?!

And he was having second thoughts about that shoe comment right now. "I take it back, shoes off," he instructed. He wasn't THAT desperate yet. "You do not possess smelly feet, do you?"

Taking a peek into the suit of armor again, he looked towards the Ravenclaw and shook his head. Did he drop something? No...but that certainly made for a better story now, didn't it? Better than telling a first year about a secret passage way anyway. "Yes....yes I did," he lied. Clearly hanging around Maddox too much these days.

Cassie was taking a stroll around the castle as always when she decided to stop for a possible chat with the suit of armor. They of course weren't very chatty, but they were excellent listeners and she had many things on her mind lately. Turning she looked around to see if anyone else was there. Honestly she didn't need others hearing her talk to Suits of Armor even for Cassie that was odd.

Finding a seat over near one she set down her kitty purse and looked up at the armor. "Hi guys, how's it been going today? No they weren't going to answer her, but she should at least ask about their day. Sitting there she wondered which students had been in and out, what they had done, and what the armor could tell her if they did start to speak. They probably had so many stories from their years and years of standing here in this room.

Her mind started to drift away at thinking exactly what stories these armor could tell her.

SPOILER!!: Cassie

Cassie was taking a stroll around the castle as always when she decided to stop for a possible chat with the suit of armor. They of course weren't very chatty, but they were excellent listeners and she had many things on her mind lately. Turning she looked around to see if anyone else was there. Honestly she didn't need others hearing her talk to Suits of Armor even for Cassie that was odd.

Finding a seat over near one she set down her kitty purse and looked up at the armor. "Hi guys, how's it been going today? No they weren't going to answer her, but she should at least ask about their day. Sitting there she wondered which students had been in and out, what they had done, and what the armor could tell her if they did start to speak. They probably had so many stories from their years and years of standing here in this room.

Her mind started to drift away at thinking exactly what stories these armor could tell her.

Having just a bit of spare time this morning Hady choose to wander about the large castle. This was quite normal for the third year as it kept her busy as well as gave her some time to think. A bit of relaxation if you well as well as exercise which she kinda didn't need but oh well it was still nice.

Walking up and down the halls had lead her to the Suits of Armour. It had been awhile since she had been this way. Slowly her steps Hady approached one of the suits of armor peering up at it. Had they always been this large or was it just her? Maybe she'd just never gotten close enough before. Tilting her head slightly she looked it over completely taking in just how intimidating it could be.

Just standing there lost in her own world she hadn't noticed Professor Cassie was there as well even if she did manage to hear the faint words of someone talking.

Waiting on them to not answer of course, Cassie continued in her own thoughts. Thinking about what they would say. Would they remember her as a child? Would they tell good or bad stories? Would suits of armor have a good sense of humor about things? These questions stirred in her brain until she noticed some movement out of the corner of her eye.

Leaning a little she noticed a child and then realized that child was Hady. Giving the Slytherin a wave, "Hello Hady, how are you?" there was no need to talk loud around the suits of armor so Cassie kept at her whisper she had started with as she had sat down to chat with them.


"Do you come to talk with the armor as well?" It was a valid question, maybe she wasn't the only one that did or maybe she shouldn't have asked. Maybe she was the only one and now her own student would think she was odd.

SPOILER!!: Cassie

Waiting on them to not answer of course, Cassie continued in her own thoughts. Thinking about what they would say. Would they remember her as a child? Would they tell good or bad stories? Would suits of armor have a good sense of humor about things? These questions stirred in her brain until she noticed some movement out of the corner of her eye.

Leaning a little she noticed a child and then realized that child was Hady. Giving the Slytherin a wave, "Hello Hady, how are you?" there was no need to talk loud around the suits of armor so Cassie kept at her whisper she had started with as she had sat down to chat with them.


"Do you come to talk with the armor as well?" It was a valid question, maybe she wasn't the only one that did or maybe she shouldn't have asked. Maybe she was the only one and now her own student would think she was odd.

During her quiet examination of the suits of armor Hady clearly heard someone address her by name. At first the she'd been so focused that she almost for just a split second maybe thought that it was coming from one of the suits of armor standing before her. Maybe. Clearly it wasn't because they couldn't talk...could they?

Glancing up at them before slowly turning her head when she noticed something from the corner of her eye she nearly laughed at herself for considering such a thing. It was Professor Cassie saying hello! With a small smile the brunette gave a friendly wave in return, "Hello Professor, I'm doing well. I hope the same can be said for you?"

Talk to the armor? Was that something the Professor did? Maybe it was like talking to a stuffed animal when you were a child...even though it wouldn't speak back it was just nice to have it listen? So it was with a tiny tilt of the head that Hady asked a serious question in reply keeping to the whisper the Professor had started, "Do they answer if spoken to?"

Having just come from the alcove behind the statue on the fifth floor, Marsha was still hungry. However, she was getting ever closer to the Great Hall with each and every step. Hmm. Maybe she could colour one last thing on her way to get dinner?

Looking around the hall, she nibbled on her bottom lip as she thought about what she would like to change, before a WIIIIDE BEAMMING smile spread over her face.

She knew.

She had it.

Giggling, she skipped down the corridor until she came to a suit of armour. ”Hello Sir.” she said to it, figuring that it was polite to inform of that he was away to have an outfit change. ”I hope you don’t mind, but I would like to practice my Charms homework, and hopefully change your suit of armour red for a little while until Professor Maddox cancels the charm.”

…… Nope, no reply. That meant it was okay. She had a go. Perfect.

Stepping back from the statue, Marsha aimed her wand at the pelvic area of the suit, figuring that it was roughly half way between the feet and the shoulders and it would spread the charm further. ”COLOVARIA!” She called out, and watched with glee as the suit changed color, morphing into a deep red. She watched as the colour moved down both legs, and over its feet… and as it moved upwards and round its sides. She moved to lean against the wall to see if it had completely wrapped around the suit and sighed when she noticed that it hadn’t.

Okay… time to sort that out, then dinner.

”Colovaria!” She said, finishing the change of colour from silver to red. She moved to the front of the suit and grinned. It looked amazing… if she did say so herself. Waving good bye to it, she skipped down the hall. Mmmm. Marsha hoped there were mashed potatoes tonight.

Cassie glanced back to the armor she had been speaking to before her eyes turned back to Hady. "Oh it can, I'm doing wonderful." She continued to speak in the whispered voice as her eyes darted away a bit. She wasn't fully lying she was good, but she did have much on her mind and she had come to try to get some of it out, but a visit with a student was something she enjoyed doing as well so either worked to her advantage.

"No, I'm afraid they have never spoken to me, but they do move every once and awhile." That always made her feel like they were alive a bit and could hear her words. She might just have to go have another jab session with Nessa, but she hated talking over her problems with her best friend when she knew she had some of her own going on. "I find it very therapeutic to speak to them and I always like to show them respect. They have defended the castle when needed." Heroes is exactly what they were and she looked up at them again with a smile.

Rooney bent to undo the laces of his shoes with utter care for them, tucking them back into the pumps as he slipped them off his feet. Whilst also in a bent position, the first year had a sniff of his feet before straightening to stand and shrugging. "They don't smell bad, Professor." But they did have that smell of 'my feet have been in shoes and socks for a few hours please let them adjust to new air.' Was that smell the smell that Professor Flamsteed was talking about?

His eyes widened and he looked back at the suit of armour once more. "Are you sure? How did you drop it in there? What is it? Is it small?" If he was going to find it, he was going to have to know what it looked like and where it may have fallen to. It all did depend on the angle of the objects fall.

"Also... Will I hurt my foot on it?" His foot was now almost nude, you know?

SPOILER!!: Cassie

Cassie glanced back to the armor she had been speaking to before her eyes turned back to Hady. "Oh it can, I'm doing wonderful." She continued to speak in the whispered voice as her eyes darted away a bit. She wasn't fully lying she was good, but she did have much on her mind and she had come to try to get some of it out, but a visit with a student was something she enjoyed doing as well so either worked to her advantage.

"No, I'm afraid they have never spoken to me, but they do move every once and awhile." That always made her feel like they were alive a bit and could hear her words. She might just have to go have another jab session with Nessa, but she hated talking over her problems with her best friend when she knew she had some of her own going on. "I find it very therapeutic to speak to them and I always like to show them respect. They have defended the castle when needed." Heroes is exactly what they were and she looked up at them again with a smile.

Hady shifted her gaze away from the armor to Professor Cassie when she heard her whispered reply. "That's good," she smiled gently unable to keep her attention from moving back to the armor. Really they were quite interesting to look at.

Alright so they haven't spoken to Cassie before but that didn't mean they couldn't talk right? If they could move then maybe they could speak as well and they simply just choose not to. Would they move now?! Could they? Hady would love to see them move it had to be cool to watch. "I think sometimes it's nice to just talk even if you don't get an answer back. It doesn't mean they're not listening to what you have to say." It was true really. Nothing wrong with getting something off your chest every once and awhile. "I remember hearing and reading about that before." It was awhile ago and not all the details were fresh in her mind but they were there none the less.

Eden was frolicking around the castle to get this fun Charms' homework done. Turning things blue. Eden's FAVORITE color. Well, hers was more of a...navy blue, but this was cool, too. And firstly, she wanted to change a suit of armor BLUE.

Hehe.

It looked like some of her classmates had already been here, too, because some of the suits she had seen around the castle were different colors. Well finally...here on the second floor, she found one that wasn't changed yet. FINALLY.

She squinted at the suit and smirked. "Ready to be blue, Clinky?" she asked with a snort, before raising her wand and pointing it at the suit. "COLOVARIA!" she cried, and the spell shot from her wand and right into the suit of armor. It clanked, loudly, and Eden actually JUMPED from the noise.

Right.

But it was now a shiny BLUE. Hehehehe. Eden smirked to herself an skipped off to do something else.

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Rooney bent to undo the laces of his shoes with utter care for them, tucking them back into the pumps as he slipped them off his feet. Whilst also in a bent position, the first year had a sniff of his feet before straightening to stand and shrugging. "They don't smell bad, Professor." But they did have that smell of 'my feet have been in shoes and socks for a few hours please let them adjust to new air.' Was that smell the smell that Professor Flamsteed was talking about?

His eyes widened and he looked back at the suit of armour once more. "Are you sure? How did you drop it in there? What is it? Is it small?" If he was going to find it, he was going to have to know what it looked like and where it may have fallen to. It all did depend on the angle of the objects fall.

"Also... Will I hurt my foot on it?" His foot was now almost nude, you know?

Breathing a mild sigh of relief that the boy's shoes were now OFF, Airey found himself questioning the cleanliness of the young man's socks next. Maybe it WOULD be best for him to take those off as well. Then they could clean his bare feet while the Ravenclaw floated in the air and then he could slowly be lowered down on to the man's suit. It sounded like a brilliant plan to the man.

"You know what DOES smell bad?" he said, gears in his head still turning as he thought over these procedures. "Turtles. Do you like turtles, Mr. Rooney?"

Ravenclaws. They asked too many questions. He should have just gone with telling the boy about looking for the secret passageway in the first place.

"I was...uuuuuuh..." How did this all come so easily to Maddox? "Tossing it haphazardly about. Against walls to watch it bounce. Muggle rubber bouncy balls. Quite fascinating to play....I mean...study. They bounce all over the place and somehow manage to sneak into the tiniest nooks and crannies as if they had a mind of their own."

Not that he had any real life experience with that sort of thing. Ahem.

His ears were most definitely turning an obvious shade of red now, which he tried to hide by rubbing them with the palms of his hands. Itchy, er, earlobes. Yes.

One Ravenclaw knocker and a leg on a table down. AJ needed to find three more things to make look all Gryffindor-y. At the very least she started to become a bit smarter in how she went about this little homework assignment. She was going to work smarter not harder. No more up and down stairs only to have to go right back up them again. No... she was going to go up and hit something at each level. Then once she got back to her common room, she would nom on some sweets and chill out.

Nothing really caught her attention on the first floor so she bypassed that one and went right on to the second floor. This floor actually brought back memories. She had been apart of an elite team with Lex and Zander. They were on a mission to find a... blanket? Or was it a hat? Either way she had smacked into a suit of armour, and it in return had laid her out.

She almost had to turn one of them red, right? Totally. It was practically begging for it. AJ remembered, suits of armour. "Colovaria," she lazily cast while her wand was pointing right at the chest of the closest one. Be red. Be red. Be red.

TADA. Another one down. Man, this was EASY PEASY.

There was all sorts of things around the school that Toby could change the colour of for this assignment, literally hundreds of thousands of things, probably. And yet, he still found himself lost when it came to thinking of things he could cast the charm on. Mostly it was about courtesy... manners. He didn't want to upset anyone or accidentally change the colour of something that someone already liked in its original colour. But the more Toby thought about that, the less options he ended up with. In the end he'd decided to walk around the castle until he saw something that he could try the charm on, rather than trying to plan ahead. Much less stressful, much less opportunity to overthink.

His travels brought him to the suits of armour on the second floor. Now he was stood here, right in front of them, it occurred to Toby that a suit of armour was the most obvious choice. They were, after all, literally everywhere. He wondered what a group of them was called. A flock? A parliament? A meeting?

Before he could get TOO distracted by that line of thinking, Toby stepped up to the nearest suit of armour and took his wand out of its holster. He cleared his throat, then pointed it right at the chestplate, concentrating on yellow.

"Colovaria," he said as he pointed, and Toby watched as the armour slowly changed colour, a vibrant yellow spreading out through the silvery alloy from exactly where he'd pointed his wand, looking almost gold thanks to the metallic sheen. Toby stood and admired it for a moment before moving on in his travels, getting out a piece of parchment to note down what he'd charmed and all the while still mulling over what a group of suits of armour would be called.

A pack? A herd? A colony? A gaggle?

It had been a while since Lux had visited the suits of armour, and she thought that it would be cool to see one coloured yellow. She loved the stories about knights - especially the Knights of the Round Table. It was fun to pretend that these were really King Arthur's knights even though she knew that wasn't really the case.

Imagination was just so much fun sometimes. Like when Asher had hidden behind a knight and made her think it was real. At the time she was young and believed what he said, but now she knew better. It was hard to believe that it had been four years ago. Time used to pass by so fast, but now it seemed to move slowly because Bay wasn't here.

Oh, looked like other people had the same idea as her. Great minds think alike! Smiling, she looked at a knight painted yellow and a knight coloured red. They were like Gryffinpuffs, Lux thought with a laugh.

Standing in front of the knight located to the left of the red one, she decided that would be the one she would turn yellow. Picturing the colour in her head, Lux pointed her wand at it. ”Colovaria!” Now the other Hufflepuff knight had a twin! Awesome.

It was nice to be understood though Cassie wasn't one to care if people did. She was sure to walk to the beat of her own drum. Hady though seemed to get her and understand. She smiled as she saw the girls eyes back on the armor. "Yes it is. They listen very well and if they do not talk at least you have the comfort of knowing your thoughts won't be accidentally said." There was only one other person she fully trusted with her thoughts and secrets and that was Nessa.

Speaking of her history best friend she smiled as Hady mentioned reading something about them moving, "Oh yes very wonderful stories about them protecting this castle. Professor Glendower would be able to show you all of them if you are interested." Her own eyes moving back to the armor for a moment.

"You know, I bet their is a charm that could make them speak." She wasn't sure of what it was, but she knew Maddox would know. Maybe if Hady really wanted them to talk that could be something she researched a bit. "I know there is plenty of charms out there for everything else, so there has to be one to make them speak."

If they spoke though would they start spilling all the secrets that were entrusted in them?