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The sixth floor corridor houses several empty rooms, as well as several busy ones, most notable of which is the Transfiguration classroom.
You can try all the doors you'll find on this floor, but most will be locked for their own reasons. There's no harm in conversing with the ugly grouchy old portraits surrounding them though.
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It's a beautiful day to play outside.
It seemed like Preston was bored just wandering around her dorm and the common room. So that's why Ava decided to bring him out for a walk around the Hogwarts grounds. Like herself, her precious little Russian blue cat also needed a fresh air and enjoying the nice fall weather.
Wandering around the sixth floor corridor, suddenly Preston jumped out from her arms and he's.... gone. Oh, silly cat! The brunette lioness then tried to chase him but Merlin, her cat was so quick! Now he's really missing. "Preston??!!!" She called out the cat's name. "PRESTOOOOOON???? WHERE ARE YOU???" Again, she shouted out his name. But she didn't see the sign of him. Oh no, where'd he gone?
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SPOILER!!: Ava ft. Preston
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Originally Posted by RandomRaven
It's a beautiful day to play outside.
It seemed like Preston was bored just wandering around her dorm and the common room. So that's why Ava decided to bring him out for a walk around the Hogwarts grounds. Like herself, her precious little Russian blue cat also needed a fresh air and enjoying the nice fall weather.
Wandering around the sixth floor corridor, suddenly Preston jumped out from her arms and he's.... gone. Oh, silly cat! The brunette lioness then tried to chase him but Merlin, her cat was so quick! Now he's really missing. "Preston??!!!" She called out the cat's name. "PRESTOOOOOON???? WHERE ARE YOU???" Again, she shouted out his name. But she didn't see the sign of him. Oh no, where'd he gone?
LOST.
RILEY WAS LOST.
MAY DAY. MAY DAY. HELP.
It was like someone had purposely designed this school to be as confusing as possible. SHE LOVED IT but it was confusing. Why would they do that to her? Once you started climbing staircases, it was so easy to lose count and get muddled up. Was she back on floor seven or was she on the second floor, she might never know. And in the confusion, she barely processed when a cat sped past her. Hogwarts was full of cats, it wasn't that odd.
But it seemed that she wasn't the only one having problems around the school. She could hear a not-so-distant yelling of the name 'Preston' and when she rounded a corner she saw that the voice belonged to Ava. SHE KNEW AVA. But who was Preston? She hadn't seen anyone else go past her in the time she'd been here. Unless Preston was that cat. Oh. That would make sense. "HI. AVA. Hi. Is Preston a cat? Because I just saw a cat go that'a'way," she informed her, pointing in the general direction the cat took.
WERE THEY GOING TO CHASE THE CAT NOW?
Riley was up for that. It could possibly make her un-lost.
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Beatrice had just been sitting in her office, playing a soft tune on her Cello, when she heard an almighty BELLOW in the corridor. It echoed into her office, and she frowned, resting her Cello back against her desk. She should investigate, someone could be hurt.
She opened her door, peeking her head through. There were two students she recognised from the sorting. She couldn't remember their names but she knew one was a Gryffindor and the other a Ravenclaw.
The Scottish Professor frowned, not quite sure what was going on. She didn't hear exactly what had been said, so she walked out of her office, the door remaining open. "Are you girls alright?" she inquired, walking towards them. What on earth was the problem? There was no blood or tears... yet?
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Preston was really lost.
OH NO!
Keep calm, Ava! Don't panic and keep looking! She was 200% sure that her cat wasn't that very far from here, or maybe he went back to her dorm but it was impossible since Preston didn't talk and he couldn't say the password to enter the Gryffindor common room. So... yep, he was still around her. Then she heard somebody greeted her. Oh, RILEY! "Heeeeeey, Riley!" The brunette lioness greeted the claw girl back and walked passing on her because she needed to find her cat. Hold on....
Did she just say that there was a cat?
"REALLY??" She suddenly turned back and enthusiastically asked her Ravenclaw friend. "Yes, Preston is my cat. How does that cat you just saw look like?" Because hers was a Russian blue cat with sparkling silvery blue fur and a dazzling green eyes, he also had a blue strap on his neck. So if Riley's descriptions fit that really well, 200% sure that it's her Preston! Well, it HAD TO be Preston, because there's no possibility that other cats would wander around the castle unaccompanied by the owner, right? So, she trusted Riley and tried to chase the cat. "You wanna join?" Ava asked her.
She did remember that the sixth floor was the location of transfiguration class, so that's why suddenly she saw the Professor coming out from a room that must be her office. Was she loud enough? Oops... "We are okay, Professor white-haired lady." Oops. Ava didn't really remember the name of the Professor so she just referred her as white-haired lady Professor.
She really needed to learn ALL the Professors' names.
"My cat is missing, Professor. He suddenly just jumped out from my arm and now.... gone. I don't know where but Riley said that she just saw a cat walked on this way. And I don't think he's gonna head back to Gryffindor common room." She explained.
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a real experience with the friendliest people around you.
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Beatrice couldn't help but chuckle when the young lassie called her Professor White-haired-lady. How sweet. "My name's Beatrice," she added quickly, before the lass started speaking about other stuff. "What's your name, dear?"
Beatrice listened to the young lioness speak about her lost cat. Dear, dear, that's no good. "Well, I can help look for him if you'd like? What does he look like?" Beatrice felt something brush up against her leg, and she looked down to see her own cat weaving around her ankles. But one minute she was there, and the next she had miaowed loudly and leapt off around the same corner the young girl was pointing to. "Perhaps my kitten has picked up a scent," she said hopefully.
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..............
Why sometimes she couldn't control her verbal function? Seriously, blurting out to a Professor and called her white-haired lady was such a bad thing. Very bad. But lucky that this wasn't the Headmaster. Imagine if she suddenly blurted out to the Headmaster and calling him grandpa, she's totally done. "I uh... I'm sorry Professor.... B." Okay, that's safer. "I'm Ava Burton and this is Riley." The young lioness said and also introduced her friend here.
What does her cat look like? "He's handsome. Russian blue type, has silvery blue fur and dazzling green eyes. Oh, and his name is Preston. He's still a baby." Those were the perfect description of him, weren't it? Then she noticed a kitten was coming out from the Professor's office and... Where did it go? "Hopefully..." She murmured and followed the kitten.
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a real experience with the friendliest people around you.
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Beatrice let out a dainty laugh at the girl's apologies. Really, no harm done, no offence taken. Not from this white haired lady. Beatrice nodded to them both, "Ava and Riley," she said, as a greeting but also to remember their names.
She listened to the descriptions of the cat and could picture a cat meeting that description. But if she were to describe Beamer she was sure she would be sending people off into a wild goose chase. She would play the kitten up far too much. "Right, well then shall we head off in that direction?" she asked, indicating to where Beamer had ran to.
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Transfiguration wasn't one of Dot's strongest subjects, and she'd kind of hoped to get the help of one of her Ravenclaw homies for the current assignment. Of course, said homies were not available and she'd been forced to find a quiet place where she wouldn't be spotted by classmates who didn't understand that sometimes practice was required to make perfect. This hallway, for example, suited her very well.
Dot spread her robes on the floor to make a comfortable seat, and she was glad she'd dressed warmly beneath them. From her bag, Dot dragged out a stuffed unicorn and placed it squarely in the hallway. Now. Then. What first? She probably should start with one of the easiest spells and maybe work her way up. If she even got that far.
"Vera Verto," she over enunciated the words and tried to imagine the sparkly unicorn turning into a sparkly goblet. One tap, two tap, three taps. Aaaaaand nothing. Awesome.
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SPOILER!!: Ernie!
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Originally Posted by Cassirin
Transfiguration wasn't one of Dot's strongest subjects, and she'd kind of hoped to get the help of one of her Ravenclaw homies for the current assignment. Of course, said homies were not available and she'd been forced to find a quiet place where she wouldn't be spotted by classmates who didn't understand that sometimes practice was required to make perfect. This hallway, for example, suited her very well.
Dot spread her robes on the floor to make a comfortable seat, and she was glad she'd dressed warmly beneath them. From her bag, Dot dragged out a stuffed unicorn and placed it squarely in the hallway. Now. Then. What first? She probably should start with one of the easiest spells and maybe work her way up. If she even got that far.
"Vera Verto," she over enunciated the words and tried to imagine the sparkly unicorn turning into a sparkly goblet. One tap, two tap, three taps. Aaaaaand nothing. Awesome.
To be completely honest, Reagan hadn't known if she'd actually DO the Transfiguration homework. With her complete failure in the lesson, which had been masked thanks to that shockingly BLUE hairstyle, her confidence had taken a hit. A slight one...but still a hit. Could she muster the courage to shake it off and try again?
Well, obviously she could.
It was that sort of thinking that found her on the Sixth Floor...with every intention on moving down to the grounds to join Professor Myers in the Greenhouses. See, he was the sort that could offer up kind words and encouragement...as well as share a snack with her. Reagan liked to eat and he humored her vegan ways. However, on this trek, she came across a red-haired DOT...and she paused, approaching the very good friend she'd made this term.
Assuming it'd be okay, Rea also laid out her cloak, casting a few charms for her own comfort. Heating, cushioning, etc. "Are you any good with these spells?"...because Reagan was NOT. As if to prove her own inadequacy, the older Ravenclaw removed her wand and focused on the stuffed unicorn Dot had laid out. Pronunciation, intention, concentration, imagination...and it still never worked out.
"Vera Verto."
......Nothing.
"I'm awful. Sorry."
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"I'm not, actually, which is very disappointing since I want to be an animagus. I want to be able to turn myself into an animal on the regular, you know?" Dot repositioned the unicorn so that it stood between them two of them, and then she got down low so she could glare at it properly.
"I'm good at Charms, though, but I guess there isn't really a correlation between the two. You'd think wand work was wand work, but there's something sort of scientific about Transfiguration and no amount of wanting it to be so gets you over that bit." She was talking too much about it, and probably talking both of them out of being able to do anything.
"Vera Verto," she said it again, tapping the unicorn again. She tried to think hard about the sciency bits, and how the properties of the unicorn could become the properties of the goblet. Any change? Dot tapped the unicorn's horn and definitely felt as if it was becoming real metal. "I think something happened."
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SPOILER!!: Ernie!
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Originally Posted by Cassirin
"I'm not, actually, which is very disappointing since I want to be an animagus. I want to be able to turn myself into an animal on the regular, you know?" Dot repositioned the unicorn so that it stood between them two of them, and then she got down low so she could glare at it properly.
"I'm good at Charms, though, but I guess there isn't really a correlation between the two. You'd think wand work was wand work, but there's something sort of scientific about Transfiguration and no amount of wanting it to be so gets you over that bit." She was talking too much about it, and probably talking both of them out of being able to do anything.
"Vera Verto," she said it again, tapping the unicorn again. She tried to think hard about the sciency bits, and how the properties of the unicorn could become the properties of the goblet. Any change? Dot tapped the unicorn's horn and definitely felt as if it was becoming real metal. "I think something happened."
..........?!?!
"I ALSO want to be an animagus!" Reagan peered at Dot with wide, GLEEFUL eyes; exuding momentary excitement. She had a FRIEND in this venture...and one who also excelled at Charms. Ugh, yes...Rea understood this. So much. "I wish Transfiguration would come as easily as the charms always do...but it's like I can't wrap my mind around the principle of an object changing from one thing to another. I mean, I'm very open-minded...It's just confusing." See, she was also rambling now, but it WAS confusing. Obviously, the fault was with her and her magic. There had to be something she wasn't doing right.
Watching as Dot maneuvered the unicorn doll to rest between their two bodies, Rea leaned forward a bit. The doll HAD seemed to harden slightly. She could tell in the stiffness of its form...Oh! They could do this together, yes! TEAM EFFORT.
Clearing her throat, Reagan poised her wand again; a small crease forming just between her eyebrows. Concentration, man. She was trying so hard.
Please work, please work, please wooooork.
"Vera Verto!"....had it?!
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We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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Dot leaned in even more as Rea cast her spell, and once the wand was pulled back and the magic had settled, she touched the unicorn again. Definitely hardening, with a metallic feel to the fur, and it seemed like it was sort of, narrowing at the bottom? Was that real? Or wishful thinking?
"I think we're getting closer for sure. You're a Ravenclaw, though. Aren't you supposed to be smart at everything? I'm not very smart at anything, which I think is why I know it's fine if I fail all my OWLs. No one would be surprised." Dot tipped the unicorn over, since it looked about ready to fall anyway. And time to do it again.
"Vera Verto." It was definitely starting to look like a goblet, granted one with a horn and mane. "Do you think some objects change more easily than others? Is that part of it? The stuffing isn't dense enough to turn to metal?"
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SPOILER!!: Ernie!
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Originally Posted by Cassirin
Dot leaned in even more as Rea cast her spell, and once the wand was pulled back and the magic had settled, she touched the unicorn again. Definitely hardening, with a metallic feel to the fur, and it seemed like it was sort of, narrowing at the bottom? Was that real? Or wishful thinking?
"I think we're getting closer for sure. You're a Ravenclaw, though. Aren't you supposed to be smart at everything? I'm not very smart at anything, which I think is why I know it's fine if I fail all my OWLs. No one would be surprised." Dot tipped the unicorn over, since it looked about ready to fall anyway. And time to do it again.
"Vera Verto." It was definitely starting to look like a goblet, granted one with a horn and mane. "Do you think some objects change more easily than others? Is that part of it? The stuffing isn't dense enough to turn to metal?"
Haha, what? Rea giggled at Dot, amused that the Slytherin girl had just said that. "I think as far as 'knowing everything' goes, that's reserved for Sophie." Gosh, and yes, her dormmate was BRILLIANT at all the things, simply put. Utterly brilliant. Reagan felt very fond of her friend. "I mean, I have my interests that I know things about, but she goes above and beyond." See, it wasn't patronizing. Rea just felt overly proud to know her. "...and don't say that about yourself! I believe in you, Dottie-face." Mhm, Ms. Wojack-Gusey could do anything she put her mind to. And if she had any further arguments, Reagan would just love her to death.
She was very adept at loving things. Not to DEATH, per say...but that bit had been an empty threat, anyway.
"I'm not that knowledgeable about scientific matters, but you might be right..." She was taking her turn with the unicorn now, going through the incantation and wand motion. "Vera Verto."...Also, she wasn't sure if she was contributing much to the goblet-fying, but she would continue to try.
"Maybe we'll try another object later?"
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We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
Made of Awesome | Ern-la the Best-wa | TZ's Apogee
"Sophie does know everything. It's actually a little scary, like maybe she's not 100% human but is actually part sphinx. They seem smart, right?" Dot had decided their goblet!unicorn was as good as it was going to get. Not all the way there, but the shape was right, the material was right, and the horn really added something to it. Unicorn goblet.
"Do you remember the incantation to undo something you've changed that hasn't really worked out properly?" Because at some point, Dot wanted her unicorn back.
"I think this is... fine. We've mastered goblet making! We're amazing! Let's make it... into something more in line with its density and weight and see if that helps. Like a mushroom. Those are dead light, but don't eat this once on account of I don't know what will happen." And in the meantime, she would let rest the idea of her being smart or not smart or whatever. "Fungifors."
Dot drew the 'n' with her wand and squinted at the goblet!unicorn. She'd done this one in class with some success, and she wasn't totally surprised when it took on a red capped look. Still horned and metallic, but GOOD START.
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SPOILER!!: Ernie!
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Originally Posted by Cassirin
"Sophie does know everything. It's actually a little scary, like maybe she's not 100% human but is actually part sphinx. They seem smart, right?" Dot had decided their goblet!unicorn was as good as it was going to get. Not all the way there, but the shape was right, the material was right, and the horn really added something to it. Unicorn goblet.
"Do you remember the incantation to undo something you've changed that hasn't really worked out properly?" Because at some point, Dot wanted her unicorn back.
"I think this is... fine. We've mastered goblet making! We're amazing! Let's make it... into something more in line with its density and weight and see if that helps. Like a mushroom. Those are dead light, but don't eat this once on account of I don't know what will happen." And in the meantime, she would let rest the idea of her being smart or not smart or whatever. "Fungifors."
Dot drew the 'n' with her wand and squinted at the goblet!unicorn. She'd done this one in class with some success, and she wasn't totally surprised when it took on a red capped look. Still horned and metallic, but GOOD START.
Haha, no. Charlotte had mastered goblet-making. Reagan had just been the emotional support...which was okay! She was good at the encouragement aspect. And it was a far better thing to promote and advocate for others, anyway, than to do...in HER opinion.
...Or maybe that was just her activist-brain talking.
"So, we agree that Sophie should run for Minister, then, yes? I mean, I'd vote for her." Offering her Slytherin companion a bright, slightly!sly smile, Rea dug for her own item to transfigure; assuming Dot was good with her unicorn for now. And also because Rea wasn't offering anything useful as far as magic went. Nope, that was all Ms. Dot.
Also...could a notebook change into a quill? Because that seemed right up her alley. A WRITING UTENSIL. Maybe 'interest' was important, as well. Like...if you were invested in the object that was being created. Hmm, worth a shot? Reagan thought so.
Placing her notebook down carefully in front of her, she looked at the spell-list. Scribblifors. That was the name...Hmmmmmm, a point and a flick to the right...Not too overly difficult. Lol, just kidding...VERY DIFFICULT...for her. As if to prove this little fact to herself, she focused on the notebook, working her wand.
"Scribblifors!"...and yea, the cover had take on some of the characteristics of a feather...but that was about it.
HELP!
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We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
The sixth floor wasn't a floor Sophie frequented very often as she liked to stay as far away from the transfiguration classroom as possible - it made her uneasy to remember how much she STILL couldn't get a handle on it - but as Head Girl, she had to patrol this way, so there she was, moseying down the corridor, looking attentive for anything at all that seemed... out of the ordinary.
It was Hogwarts, after all. Who knew when some mass murderer would be hiding behind a tapestry or acromantulas would be trying to get in through the windows? She was just ready for anything.
So when she heard voices from around the corner, Soph paused, considering... and peeked around the corner to see who was there - Reagan and Dot, two of her friends that... she didn't KNOW where friends. Cute, though, and--
...Wait, they were talking about her? And Rea would vote for her for Minister? Soph snorted, pulled back from around the corner to stay hidden, and... decided... she was just going to eavesdrop a little. See what else the pair had to say about her. Nothing wrong with a little curiosity about what her friends would say about her when they thought she wasn't around, right?
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Trying not to get too frustrated with her own magic, Reagan dropped her wand for a moment; shaking out her hands, arms, and middle. Loosey goosey. Loooooooosey goosey. She was relaxed. She was calm...She was ready to try again...
...or actually...maybe she needed a yoga sesh. That ALWAYS helped to center her mind.
Trying to re-focus on the notebook again, which was peach-fuzzy at this point, proved more difficult than it should've been, however. Reagan, in turn, blamed the silence. Could Dot talk some more? Or louder? The older Claw heard her repeating the Fungifors spell, making Dot successful in transfiguring the stuffed unicorn into a mushroom. Or...the top of one, at least. It was quite a work of art, at this point...but alas, none of it seemed loud enough to lull and comfort her.
Oh, and Dot had asked about the counter-spell, too...and heh, Reagan couldn't have told her what that might've been. Had Professor York told them?...She might have...She felt frustrated. She did. There! She'd thought it.
Hmm.
"Scribblifors."
.........and more feathers. Huh.
"I'm so bad at this."...Was she laughing at herself? Yep, that was pretty much ALL she could do.
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We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
Made of Awesome | Ern-la the Best-wa | TZ's Apogee
"It's lucky to know what you're good at. 'Cause then you can rule it out as a possible thing to be interested in and move on to something else. Some people waste loads of time on things they're passably good at when they should have given up ages ago," Dot kicked her heels lightly against the floor as she tried to recall how to turn her unicorn BACK into a fuzzy wuzzy. It was sort of horrifying in the current state.
"Sophie won't ever run for Minister, you know. She doesn't want to be in charge and useless. She wants to do real stuff for people." That was Dot's opinion, although entirely unfounded at the moment. But Sophie cared for people in reality, not in abstract, and lawmakers were very abstract. "But I'd vote for her. I'd vote for her twice, but I bet they'd catch me."
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