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Located not very far from the barn, there is a small hut which is also Professor Hernandez's office. From the outside you can see the notice board where he puts all the notice about the Care of Magical Creature's and a bench for the waiting visitors. Big Boss usually stays around and feel free to play with him, he is a friendly dog.
Insides the hut, you can see a fireplace and a set of coach. There is a bookshelf where he keeps the reference's books. On the corner, he sets up a small pantry into his coffee clinic. Professor Hernandez will happily serve you a cup of coffee and cookies when you make a visit.
Please knock the door first and wait until he is available for a visitor.
OOC: There is no a waiting room thread, so if you want to visit Professor Hernandez, just RP your character knock the door first and wait until Jordan shows up also, feel free to RP for the dog (Big Boss).
Her dad had told her to deliver the letter he'd written as soon as possible, and so at the first moment she could, Hazel made sure it was tucked into her robes and she set off for Professor Hernandez's hut. Racing down onto the grounds, he hurried as fast as her legs could carry her.
Arriving at his hut, she spotted a dog chilling outside. Cautious around any new animals, Hazel slowed to a walk so as not to startle the creature. "Hey there," she called ahead. "Are you a friendly dog?" She approached slowly, walking up to the door, but keeping her eyes on the pup.
She knocked on the door, her other hand clutching her dad's letter. She wondered what he wrote...
__________________
Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby?
You can fly above the rain clouds
Close your eyes
Let the melody carry you
Leave all your fears behind
You can float across a rainbowsky
to once upon a time
After filling out her permission slip and all, Tim made her way to the professor's hut with other intentions. It was her final year and she needed to know which exact markings would get her into the Magizoology program at universities. Plus, what other classes she needed really good markings in. As the blonde walked over, she had noticed someone else was already there. She smiled to herself and sat on the ground with her book. Tim was sure the girl had already knocked so no point in really doing it again. It would make either of them seem impatient and the professor definitely wouldn't like that.
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Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface;
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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe
Her dad had told her to deliver the letter he'd written as soon as possible, and so at the first moment she could, Hazel made sure it was tucked into her robes and she set off for Professor Hernandez's hut. Racing down onto the grounds, he hurried as fast as her legs could carry her.
Arriving at his hut, she spotted a dog chilling outside. Cautious around any new animals, Hazel slowed to a walk so as not to startle the creature. "Hey there," she called ahead. "Are you a friendly dog?" She approached slowly, walking up to the door, but keeping her eyes on the pup.
She knocked on the door, her other hand clutching her dad's letter. She wondered what he wrote...
He was not really busy at the moment since he had planned his lesson and other school stuffs had been done too. Felt like had nothing to do, Jordan was about to go out and perhaps walking Big Boss around the grounds. While he's putting on his leather Jacket, the CoMC Professor heard someone knocking his door. Uh, maybe a student needed an assistance or something.
Opening the door, Jordan saw a girl brought a parchment like a letter or something. "Hello. Can I help you with anything Miss....?" Damn, he needed to learn the new student's names.
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Originally Posted by Star-Lord
After filling out her permission slip and all, Tim made her way to the professor's hut with other intentions. It was her final year and she needed to know which exact markings would get her into the Magizoology program at universities. Plus, what other classes she needed really good markings in. As the blonde walked over, she had noticed someone else was already there. She smiled to herself and sat on the ground with her book. Tim was sure the girl had already knocked so no point in really doing it again. It would make either of them seem impatient and the professor definitely wouldn't like that.
He had finished working with the creatures at the barn. Most of them needed food while the winged horses needed to be bathed. What a tiring day.
Walking back to his hut, Jordan saw a student had waited for him. "Miss Finch." He greeted the Gryffindor student. "I hope you're not waiting too long... Can I help you with anything?" He asked as he opened the door. "Come on in, and I hope you don't mind waiting inside for like ten minutes. I need to clean myself first." Because he had spend hours at the barn, Merlin knows how dirty he was.
__________________
AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ It's a fairytale evening, and you want the entire event to be totally dazzling and
a real experience with the friendliest people around you.
He was not really busy at the moment since he had planned his lesson and other school stuffs had been done too. Felt like had nothing to do, Jordan was about to go out and perhaps walking Big Boss around the grounds. While he's putting on his leather Jacket, the CoMC Professor heard someone knocking his door. Uh, maybe a student needed an assistance or something.
Opening the door, Jordan saw a girl brought a parchment like a letter or something. "Hello. Can I help you with anything Miss....?" Damn, he needed to learn the new student's names.
Hazel waited.. well.. mostly patiently, bouncing on the balls of her feet and glancing at the dog every so often. But, when the door opened and the professor addressed her, she couldn't help but grin profusely.
"I'm Hazel Martin-Pryce," she said almost immediately. He obviously didn't know her name, which was quite alright, because how could professors know each new student on sight so soon. "My dad is Tiberius Pryce and he's the director of a golden snidget sanctuary and he said I should give you this as soon as possible." The redhead had continued almost breathlessly, pausing only to hold out the parchment, which was folded and sealed with wax. Hazel did not know what it said.
"Your dog is really pretty. What's it's name? Can I pet it?" Hazel knew it was always best to ask. She eyed the parchment and then looked back up at the teacher. He'd read it now, yes?
SPOILER!!: the letter
Dear Professor Hernandez,
I hope this letter finds you well at the start of term. I wished to write to you at the start about my daughter, Hazel, who I suspect has brought this letter to you at the earliest possible moment. Hazel is quite enthusiastic when it comes to creatures and their care and I thought it best to explain some things that may seem unusual.
She has grown up on the grounds here at the Colchester Golden Snidget Sanctuary and so has become quite familiar with the proper handling and care of small and delicate creatures.
She is not lying when she says she's met a unicorn. A colleague arranged a visit to a sanctuary as a birthday gift. Some have accused her in the past of making that up.
She is currently fascinated by flying horses and will likely inquire how she can assist with those that may be at Hogwarts. She has less experience with big creatures but has been around them, as another friend and colleague has allowed her to go with her to work. Hazel has, however, been informed that she is to follow whatever guidelines and restrictions you may have for who is permitted to work with what creatures.
Please accept my gratitude for your work with Hazel this year. I know that her eagerness and enthusiasm can sometimes be a bit much for those who are not familiar with her, but it comes from a place of genuine fascination.
Do not hestitate to let me know if there's anything I, or the staff at CGSS, can do to support your work at Hogwarts.
Warm regards,
Tiberius R. Pryce
__________________
Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby?
You can fly above the rain clouds
Close your eyes
Let the melody carry you
Leave all your fears behind
You can float across a rainbowsky
to once upon a time
He had finished working with the creatures at the barn. Most of them needed food while the winged horses needed to be bathed. What a tiring day.
Walking back to his hut, Jordan saw a student had waited for him. "Miss Finch." He greeted the Gryffindor student. "I hope you're not waiting too long... Can I help you with anything?" He asked as he opened the door. "Come on in, and I hope you don't mind waiting inside for like ten minutes. I need to clean myself first." Because he had spend hours at the barn, Merlin knows how dirty he was.
Tim was still reading her book when someone approached her. She hadn't looked up just yet until she heard their voice. The blonde smiled at her professor and nodded her head. "I just have some questions about my NEWTs and university," Her fingers automatically rubbed the long scar on her face, as if they had a mind on their own. Closing her book, Timila stood up and dusted off her jeans. Smiling, she shook her head and walked inside. "I don't mind waiting. I'll just read my book in the meantime," She gestured to is and sat down on one of the chairs.
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Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface;
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Hazel waited.. well.. mostly patiently, bouncing on the balls of her feet and glancing at the dog every so often. But, when the door opened and the professor addressed her, she couldn't help but grin profusely.
"I'm Hazel Martin-Pryce," she said almost immediately. He obviously didn't know her name, which was quite alright, because how could professors know each new student on sight so soon. "My dad is Tiberius Pryce and he's the director of a golden snidget sanctuary and he said I should give you this as soon as possible." The redhead had continued almost breathlessly, pausing only to hold out the parchment, which was folded and sealed with wax. Hazel did not know what it said.
"Your dog is really pretty. What's it's name? Can I pet it?" Hazel knew it was always best to ask. She eyed the parchment and then looked back up at the teacher. He'd read it now, yes?
SPOILER!!: the letter
Dear Professor Hernandez,
I hope this letter finds you well at the start of term. I wished to write to you at the start about my daughter, Hazel, who I suspect has brought this letter to you at the earliest possible moment. Hazel is quite enthusiastic when it comes to creatures and their care and I thought it best to explain some things that may seem unusual.
She has grown up on the grounds here at the Colchester Golden Snidget Sanctuary and so has become quite familiar with the proper handling and care of small and delicate creatures.
She is not lying when she says she's met a unicorn. A colleague arranged a visit to a sanctuary as a birthday gift. Some have accused her in the past of making that up.
She is currently fascinated by flying horses and will likely inquire how she can assist with those that may be at Hogwarts. She has less experience with big creatures but has been around them, as another friend and colleague has allowed her to go with her to work. Hazel has, however, been informed that she is to follow whatever guidelines and restrictions you may have for who is permitted to work with what creatures.
Please accept my gratitude for your work with Hazel this year. I know that her eagerness and enthusiasm can sometimes be a bit much for those who are not familiar with her, but it comes from a place of genuine fascination.
Do not hestitate to let me know if there's anything I, or the staff at CGSS, can do to support your work at Hogwarts.
Warm regards,
Tiberius R. Pryce
Pryce... Pryce... Tiberius Pryce? Ooooh...
"I knew your father, Miss Martin-Pryce." He said with a nod. Yeah, he was his upperclassmen like... one or two year above him maybe. In fact, he was about to ask him if he's up to teach one lesson about snidget. Maybe sometime later. "Oh, a letter from your father?" Interesting. He would read it soon because it seemed.... important.
It seemed like Hazel was fond of his dog. Well, many students who had visited his hut loved him. "I call him Big Boss. You're free to pet or play with him. He's very friendly with people." In fact, sometime a little bit clingy. "Do you want to come inside and have some... hot cocoa maybe?" Because not many younger students enjoyed brewed coffee.
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Originally Posted by Star-Lord
Tim was still reading her book when someone approached her. She hadn't looked up just yet until she heard their voice. The blonde smiled at her professor and nodded her head. "I just have some questions about my NEWTs and university," Her fingers automatically rubbed the long scar on her face, as if they had a mind on their own. Closing her book, Timila stood up and dusted off her jeans. Smiling, she shook her head and walked inside. "I don't mind waiting. I'll just read my book in the meantime," She gestured to is and sat down on one of the chairs.
Ah, a future consult. As Jordan let the Gryffindor girl to come inside his place, he took a moment to clean himself and change his clothes first. It only took him like ten minutes or so for that. Coming out with a cleaner apparel and a better look (ahem), The CoMC professor asked Timila if she wanted something to drink. "Do you want a cup of coffee or maybe some fruit juice or infused water?"
And also... "What had happened to your face?"
__________________
AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ It's a fairytale evening, and you want the entire event to be totally dazzling and
a real experience with the friendliest people around you.
"I knew your father, Miss Martin-Pryce." He said with a nod. Yeah, he was his upperclassmen like... one or two year above him maybe. In fact, he was about to ask him if he's up to teach one lesson about snidget. Maybe sometime later. "Oh, a letter from your father?" Interesting. He would read it soon because it seemed.... important.
It seemed like Hazel was fond of his dog. Well, many students who had visited his hut loved him. "I call him Big Boss. You're free to pet or play with him. He's very friendly with people." In fact, sometime a little bit clingy. "Do you want to come inside and have some... hot cocoa maybe?" Because not many younger students enjoyed brewed coffee.
Hazel's head turned back very quickly when he mentioned knowing her dad. Her eyes widened in surprise. "You did?" she said in a bit of a whisper. Daddy didn't tell her that!! Did he know other people at the school????
And he wasn't reading the letter. Daddy said it was important but she didn't want to be pushy and tell the professor what to do. And she didn't know what was in it so maybe he was expecting it or.. the Hufflepuff's head raced, but was quickly quieted by more information about the dog. "Big Boss..." she repeated, trying the name out. She was glad to hear that he was friendly and she almost immediately dropped down to pet him. Her mission was accomplished. Now it was creature play-time. Her hands very gently moved over the dog's fur but her attention was called back to the professor.
Hot chocolate? How could she say no to that?!? "That would be very nice, thank you," she said, tempering her enthusiasm and remembering her manners (thanks, Papa!). "Can Big Boss come inside too, then?"
__________________
Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby?
You can fly above the rain clouds
Close your eyes
Let the melody carry you
Leave all your fears behind
You can float across a rainbowsky
to once upon a time
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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe
Hazel's head turned back very quickly when he mentioned knowing her dad. Her eyes widened in surprise. "You did?" she said in a bit of a whisper. Daddy didn't tell her that!! Did he know other people at the school????
And he wasn't reading the letter. Daddy said it was important but she didn't want to be pushy and tell the professor what to do. And she didn't know what was in it so maybe he was expecting it or.. the Hufflepuff's head raced, but was quickly quieted by more information about the dog. "Big Boss..." she repeated, trying the name out. She was glad to hear that he was friendly and she almost immediately dropped down to pet him. Her mission was accomplished. Now it was creature play-time. Her hands very gently moved over the dog's fur but her attention was called back to the professor.
Hot chocolate? How could she say no to that?!? "That would be very nice, thank you," she said, tempering her enthusiasm and remembering her manners (thanks, Papa!). "Can Big Boss come inside too, then?"
Jordan nodded. Tiberius might not really know him, but he did. Plus, he's also a director of a snidget sanctuary. "Yes, I did. Your father was my senior at Hogwarts." And also a fellow Ravenclaw. He thought that this young girl was curious about what did her father had written. Was this something important? He had no idea, but the CoMC professor preferred to to read it once she's leaving.
Could his god come in with them too? Well, why not? In fact, there were some times that Big Boss and him cuddled together in a sleep, but obviously he wouldn't mention that. "Of course, he's welcomed to join us." He said with a smile. "Come on." He asked both of them to come into the hut. Jordan then make a cup of hot chocolate for Hazel and coffee for himself. "Here you go," He served the drink to the Hufflepuff girl.
"So, Miss Martin-Pryce. Have you had a chance to visit the barn?" Jordan curiously asked.
__________________
AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ It's a fairytale evening, and you want the entire event to be totally dazzling and
a real experience with the friendliest people around you.
Ah, a future consult. As Jordan let the Gryffindor girl to come inside his place, he took a moment to clean himself and change his clothes first. It only took him like ten minutes or so for that. Coming out with a cleaner apparel and a better look (ahem), The CoMC professor asked Timila if she wanted something to drink. "Do you want a cup of coffee or maybe some fruit juice or infused water?"
And also... "What had happened to your face?"
Tim was currently too engrossed in her book to even notice that her professor had gone to change his clothes and came back ten minutes later. Upon hearing his voice, the girl closed her book and set it away in her bag. Looking up at him, she gave him a small smile. 'Infused water would be nice, thank you," She nodded, taking in a few glances around the hut and all the little things most people wouldn't have noticed. Tim almost tensed up when she heard his question. Not many people had asked her what happened; they'd just stare at her. "I was testing out gillyweed in the ocean; comparing and contrasting the different effects it takes. Got dragged back down by something while something else slashed my face. It was moving too fast for me to notice what it was," At least that was the short version of what had happened. "I assumed it was a grindylow, they turn out to be a little more aggressive in salt waters,"
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I don't bend easy, budge or break;
Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface;
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Originally Posted by Star-Lord
Tim was currently too engrossed in her book to even notice that her professor had gone to change his clothes and came back ten minutes later. Upon hearing his voice, the girl closed her book and set it away in her bag. Looking up at him, she gave him a small smile. 'Infused water would be nice, thank you," She nodded, taking in a few glances around the hut and all the little things most people wouldn't have noticed. Tim almost tensed up when she heard his question. Not many people had asked her what happened; they'd just stare at her. "I was testing out gillyweed in the ocean; comparing and contrasting the different effects it takes. Got dragged back down by something while something else slashed my face. It was moving too fast for me to notice what it was," At least that was the short version of what had happened. "I assumed it was a grindylow, they turn out to be a little more aggressive in salt waters,"
Infused water then. Although it's not common to drink something cold in this September weather, but Jordan had some cold fruit infused water for himself and those visitor who didn't want coffee. He poured some to a glass and served it to the Gryffindor girl.
The CoMC professor then took a seat and listened to Tim's story about the scar. "That's quiet a huge scar. Didn't you try the scar-healing paste to treat that? Maybe you should ask Professor Newton or Healer Reed about that." That was just a suggestion. You know that some females didn't fancy having an ugly scar or even wore an outfit that didn't match, heh.
Okay, she was here to talk about studying Magizoology right? "I can write recommendation if you need one. Have you decided which university that you want to go? And also, are you going to just study Magizoology in general or planning to specialize in specific creatures?" Jordan summoned the brochure about the magizoology school around the world. "I went to Salem, they have a very good program there and I do know some of the professors there, but most of the Hogwartians decide to go to Edinburgh one. If you're planning to learn more about dragons, I recommend the program in Romania or Russia." He explained as he showed the brochure to her.
__________________
AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ It's a fairytale evening, and you want the entire event to be totally dazzling and
a real experience with the friendliest people around you.
Infused water then. Although it's not common to drink something cold in this September weather, but Jordan had some cold fruit infused water for himself and those visitor who didn't want coffee. He poured some to a glass and served it to the Gryffindor girl.
The CoMC professor then took a seat and listened to Tim's story about the scar. "That's quiet a huge scar. Didn't you try the scar-healing paste to treat that? Maybe you should ask Professor Newton or Healer Reed about that." That was just a suggestion. You know that some females didn't fancy having an ugly scar or even wore an outfit that didn't match, heh.
Okay, she was here to talk about studying Magizoology right? "I can write recommendation if you need one. Have you decided which university that you want to go? And also, are you going to just study Magizoology in general or planning to specialize in specific creatures?" Jordan summoned the brochure about the magizoology school around the world. "I went to Salem, they have a very good program there and I do know some of the professors there, but most of the Hogwartians decide to go to Edinburgh one. If you're planning to learn more about dragons, I recommend the program in Romania or Russia." He explained as he showed the brochure to her.
Tim took the glass and sipped her water. It somehow reminded her of the more healthy days she had in the past when she was a dancer. But that passion died a long time ago when she kept hurting her ankle. Subconsciously, Tim touched her scar and smiled. "I have. It was a lot worse before but it's healing within time. I'm getting used to it and the fact that it's never completely going to go anywhere," Because Tim didn't need to go back down the road of high self consciousness again. She had fought her way out of it and never planned on being that low ever again.
"I'd greatly appreciate that, thank you. I want to study magizoology in general. Many people thought I'd study dragons specifically, seeing as my dad was a dragon tamer and teaches dragonology at Edinburgh. But I'm too curious about many creatures for my own good," And she probably has the scar to prove it too. Tim's current obsession was most likely creatures under the 'XXXXX' Ministry classification. To be more specific than that, a Nundu. Tim took the brochure from her professor and looked through it. She had too many options to choose from and it made her feel a little overwhelmed. "I had planned on taking a year off, volunteer somewhere first, but now I'm not so sure. I'd probably go to Edinburgh since I already live there, but being somewhere else would be nice," Her eyes scanned the various locations, but none really grabbed her attention just yet. "In an unbiased opinion, which place would you choose?'
__________________
I don't bend easy, budge or break;
Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface;
Jordan nodded. Tiberius might not really know him, but he did. Plus, he's also a director of a snidget sanctuary. "Yes, I did. Your father was my senior at Hogwarts." And also a fellow Ravenclaw. He thought that this young girl was curious about what did her father had written. Was this something important? He had no idea, but the CoMC professor preferred to to read it once she's leaving.
Could his god come in with them too? Well, why not? In fact, there were some times that Big Boss and him cuddled together in a sleep, but obviously he wouldn't mention that. "Of course, he's welcomed to join us." He said with a smile. "Come on." He asked both of them to come into the hut. Jordan then make a cup of hot chocolate for Hazel and coffee for himself. "Here you go," He served the drink to the Hufflepuff girl.
"So, Miss Martin-Pryce. Have you had a chance to visit the barn?" Jordan curiously asked.
Hazel nodded in understanding. So her dad and her professor had gone to school together. That was cool. And even if they hadn't.... Hazel knew that her dad knew lots of different people who worked with creatures. She was still really really curious what that letter said, but she didn't really think she should ask him if he was going to.
So instead, she followed him inside and promptly sat down on the floor, patting the spot next to her to call the dog over. Lots of pets and scritches behind the ears for Big Boss if he did make his way over to her. Hazel figured it would be easy enough to drink her cocoa with a dog's head in her lap. She took the cup from the professor and shook her head. "Not yet," she replied, taking a sip of the hot liquid. "Dad said I had to give you the letter before I did anything with creatures here. But I would really like to get to spend time with any winged horses you might have. Abraxans or do you have any Aethonans or Granians here? And I have a question about Thestrals. Do you have to be able to see them to take care of them?" The redhead sipped her cocoa again, remembering what her dad had said about not asking too many questions all at once.
So, instead she watched the professor with expectant eyes.
__________________
Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby?
You can fly above the rain clouds
Close your eyes
Let the melody carry you
Leave all your fears behind
You can float across a rainbowsky
to once upon a time
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Hazel nodded in understanding. So her dad and her professor had gone to school together. That was cool. And even if they hadn't.... Hazel knew that her dad knew lots of different people who worked with creatures. She was still really really curious what that letter said, but she didn't really think she should ask him if he was going to.
So instead, she followed him inside and promptly sat down on the floor, patting the spot next to her to call the dog over. Lots of pets and scritches behind the ears for Big Boss if he did make his way over to her. Hazel figured it would be easy enough to drink her cocoa with a dog's head in her lap. She took the cup from the professor and shook her head. "Not yet," she replied, taking a sip of the hot liquid. "Dad said I had to give you the letter before I did anything with creatures here. But I would really like to get to spend time with any winged horses you might have. Abraxans or do you have any Aethonans or Granians here? And I have a question about Thestrals. Do you have to be able to see them to take care of them?" The redhead sipped her cocoa again, remembering what her dad had said about not asking too many questions all at once.
So, instead she watched the professor with expectant eyes.
Okay, so.... He was supposed to read the letter first so then she could work with the creatures here? That sounded a little bit weird but well, since he had no experiences in parenting because he'd never become one. "I see." So then the CoMC professor decided to read the letter in front of Hazel. Hmmm....
....
Jordan just nodded a little. "Right, I understand that you are very interested to work with the creatures in the barn. I don't give any limitations, except that for some creatures you do need assistance. You can ask me or maybe some other older students." That's simple. And as the winged horses. "Younger students are free to take care of them, but I only allowed fourth year students and above to ride it by themselves. If you want to try the ride, you must ask my assistance. And you don't have to worry, the winged horses here are gentle."
So. Many. Questions.
But he's trying to be patient because at least he loved her enthusiasm. "Thestral doesn't really require a very much care. You just simply have to feed them, and you can do that even though you can't see them."
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Tim took the glass and sipped her water. It somehow reminded her of the more healthy days she had in the past when she was a dancer. But that passion died a long time ago when she kept hurting her ankle. Subconsciously, Tim touched her scar and smiled. "I have. It was a lot worse before but it's healing within time. I'm getting used to it and the fact that it's never completely going to go anywhere," Because Tim didn't need to go back down the road of high self consciousness again. She had fought her way out of it and never planned on being that low ever again.
"I'd greatly appreciate that, thank you. I want to study magizoology in general. Many people thought I'd study dragons specifically, seeing as my dad was a dragon tamer and teaches dragonology at Edinburgh. But I'm too curious about many creatures for my own good," And she probably has the scar to prove it too. Tim's current obsession was most likely creatures under the 'XXXXX' Ministry classification. To be more specific than that, a Nundu. Tim took the brochure from her professor and looked through it. She had too many options to choose from and it made her feel a little overwhelmed. "I had planned on taking a year off, volunteer somewhere first, but now I'm not so sure. I'd probably go to Edinburgh since I already live there, but being somewhere else would be nice," Her eyes scanned the various locations, but none really grabbed her attention just yet. "In an unbiased opinion, which place would you choose?'
Jordan just nodded when the Gryffindor girl explained about the scar. He's just giving a suggestion, you know?
Taking a year off didn't sound bad. "If you do want to take a year off, I think you should try internship for private sanctuary or even the wizarding zoo." He offered a suggestion. "It's gonna give you a good point in your resume and not to mention about the experience. Based on my experience, some professors in Magizoology would appreciate those students who have more experience field since we are learning more by doing." He went straight to university after he graduated from Hogwarts. But during his summer, he had some experience working in wizarding pet shop. That counts, right?
His unbiased opinion? "If I were you, and I mean I wanted to study more exotic magical creatures, I would choose Africa." Like Egypt or Ethiopia. Ashely went to Cairo one and unlike him, she didn't specialize in one creature only.
__________________
AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ It's a fairytale evening, and you want the entire event to be totally dazzling and
a real experience with the friendliest people around you.
Jordan just nodded when the Gryffindor girl explained about the scar. He's just giving a suggestion, you know?
Taking a year off didn't sound bad. "If you do want to take a year off, I think you should try internship for private sanctuary or even the wizarding zoo." He offered a suggestion. "It's gonna give you a good point in your resume and not to mention about the experience. Based on my experience, some professors in Magizoology would appreciate those students who have more experience field since we are learning more by doing." He went straight to university after he graduated from Hogwarts. But during his summer, he had some experience working in wizarding pet shop. That counts, right?
His unbiased opinion? "If I were you, and I mean I wanted to study more exotic magical creatures, I would choose Africa." Like Egypt or Ethiopia. Ashely went to Cairo one and unlike him, she didn't specialize in one creature only.
Tim made a thinking face at the more suggestions Hernandez was giving her. She had thought about working somewhere, but people nowadays are iffy about hiring those without experience. "So I can volunteer at a wizarding zoo while taking the year off. What if I want to work for them? I'm assuming that's much harder to obtain right now,' Seeing as she didn't have a lot of proper experience, but mishaps while going on adventures. Maybe she could get a summer job at the magical menagerie over summer. Or maybe even intern there, but for a year? "Does it count if your dad if a magizoologist and has taken you around the world to see lots more different creatures? Like a Thunderbird in Arizona, or a Chinese Fireball in China?' All the questions couldn't hurt, right?
"Africa. Oh! They have nundus there! I've been studying and reading about them a lot lately," The blonde beamed, taking out her library book and showing it to him. If she was to see a nundu, it'd be faraway; just like with the Thunderbird.
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Okay, so.... He was supposed to read the letter first so then she could work with the creatures here? That sounded a little bit weird but well, since he had no experiences in parenting because he'd never become one. "I see." So then the CoMC professor decided to read the letter in front of Hazel. Hmmm....
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Jordan just nodded a little. "Right, I understand that you are very interested to work with the creatures in the barn. I don't give any limitations, except that for some creatures you do need assistance. You can ask me or maybe some other older students." That's simple. And as the winged horses. "Younger students are free to take care of them, but I only allowed fourth year students and above to ride it by themselves. If you want to try the ride, you must ask my assistance. And you don't have to worry, the winged horses here are gentle."
So. Many. Questions.
But he's trying to be patient because at least he loved her enthusiasm. "Thestral doesn't really require a very much care. You just simply have to feed them, and you can do that even though you can't see them."
Oh oh OH! He was reading the letter! Hazel sat up just a bit, still curious beyond all curiosity what it said. Even so, she kept on petting Big Boss with one hand while holding her cocoa in the other. "Daddy says I'm very gentle with the golden snidgets," she offered, responding to the Professor's statement about her interest. She had skill too, see? Seeee?
She listened, her eyes getting bigger and bigger and bigger. She could help with the horses? SHE COULD HELP WITH THE HORSES????? "I.. I can?" she whispered, having assumed that she wouldn't be let anywhere near them. It was almost too much for her tiny little heart to handle and she squirmed trying not to bounce where she sat, for the sake of Big Boss, of course. She nodded at the big about the riding. She did want to, but it did make sense that she couldn't on her own. "So if I wanted to ride, I'd have to find you, ok.." she said more to herself than to him, her gaze now somewhat down, as if she was reading something written on the floor, her brain whirling a kilometer a minute.
"What if I took riding lessons over the summer? Would I have to wait for fourth year?" She looked back up at him, curious. Her dad had told her she needed to follow all of Professor Hernandez's rules, so she was simply trying to figure out if there was a way he could bend them for her.
It was interesting about the thestrals, though, and her million questions started racing again. "But about the thestrals... is there a way to tell that they're there if you can't see them? Are the stables labeld? What if students think a thestral's in a stable but really, it's just empty, and they keep leaving food for a creature that doesn't actually exist?"
Hypotheticals.
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Tim made a thinking face at the more suggestions Hernandez was giving her. She had thought about working somewhere, but people nowadays are iffy about hiring those without experience. "So I can volunteer at a wizarding zoo while taking the year off. What if I want to work for them? I'm assuming that's much harder to obtain right now,' Seeing as she didn't have a lot of proper experience, but mishaps while going on adventures. Maybe she could get a summer job at the magical menagerie over summer. Or maybe even intern there, but for a year? "Does it count if your dad if a magizoologist and has taken you around the world to see lots more different creatures? Like a Thunderbird in Arizona, or a Chinese Fireball in China?' All the questions couldn't hurt, right?
"Africa. Oh! They have nundus there! I've been studying and reading about them a lot lately," The blonde beamed, taking out her library book and showing it to him. If she was to see a nundu, it'd be faraway; just like with the Thunderbird.
Jordan nodded. "Yes, Miss Finch. But if you want to work with them, it's going to be a little bit difficult since they mostly want someone who has more experience in that field. I knew some places where they always accepting fresh graduate students for internships." Like Scamander Zoo, his sister worked there as one of the zookeepers and she started there as an intern.
Sipping his coffee, the CoMC professor raised an eyebrow as Timila asked her. "No, it doesn't count. unless that you're not just visiting the creatures there and doing some actual work." Should he mention that most magizoologists didn't like family nepotism? "I knew you have talent in this field, Miss Finch. But being a magizoologist is not only about talent and passion. it's also about hardworking and how to work under pressure." Actually, all job DO need those abilities too. But the magizoologist one is just... quiet different. Huh.
Nundu, yeah. "I think you should try applying there."
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Oh oh OH! He was reading the letter! Hazel sat up just a bit, still curious beyond all curiosity what it said. Even so, she kept on petting Big Boss with one hand while holding her cocoa in the other. "Daddy says I'm very gentle with the golden snidgets," she offered, responding to the Professor's statement about her interest. She had skill too, see? Seeee?
She listened, her eyes getting bigger and bigger and bigger. She could help with the horses? SHE COULD HELP WITH THE HORSES????? "I.. I can?" she whispered, having assumed that she wouldn't be let anywhere near them. It was almost too much for her tiny little heart to handle and she squirmed trying not to bounce where she sat, for the sake of Big Boss, of course. She nodded at the big about the riding. She did want to, but it did make sense that she couldn't on her own. "So if I wanted to ride, I'd have to find you, ok.." she said more to herself than to him, her gaze now somewhat down, as if she was reading something written on the floor, her brain whirling a kilometer a minute.
"What if I took riding lessons over the summer? Would I have to wait for fourth year?" She looked back up at him, curious. Her dad had told her she needed to follow all of Professor Hernandez's rules, so she was simply trying to figure out if there was a way he could bend them for her.
It was interesting about the thestrals, though, and her million questions started racing again. "But about the thestrals... is there a way to tell that they're there if you can't see them? Are the stables labeld? What if students think a thestral's in a stable but really, it's just empty, and they keep leaving food for a creature that doesn't actually exist?"
Hypotheticals.
She's gentle with golden snidgets? Okay, that's interesting. Jordan just nodded at the Hufflepuff girl. Like some students who had parents working as creature expertise or something related, he wouldn't give special treatment to her. Being fair to the students was a must, hence why he didn't let younger students ride the winged horses by themselves although they had one at home and had been riding them since in their mother's womb. "Even you had learned outside, but you still have to follow the rules here. It's about to treat the students in the same way."
More question about the Thestral. Oh, Merlin.
"The stable is labeled, yes. All the stables are labeled by the creatures that have been assigned there." Along with their name and stuffs. "Unfortunately no, there's no way for those who can't see them to tell if they're gone or not. But the thestrals here are very obedient and gentle, plus the only person who could handle them is me. I put some charms that make them can't leave their assigned stables." Heh, Jordan didn't know that if that answer could satisfy the Hufflepuff student.
"Anyway, you can leave the food there for the thestral, but they are one of the creatures that needed my assistance if you want to interact more."
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Jordan nodded. "Yes, Miss Finch. But if you want to work with them, it's going to be a little bit difficult since they mostly want someone who has more experience in that field. I knew some places where they always accepting fresh graduate students for internships." Like Scamander Zoo, his sister worked there as one of the zookeepers and she started there as an intern.
Sipping his coffee, the CoMC professor raised an eyebrow as Timila asked her. "No, it doesn't count. unless that you're not just visiting the creatures there and doing some actual work." Should he mention that most magizoologists didn't like family nepotism? "I knew you have talent in this field, Miss Finch. But being a magizoologist is not only about talent and passion. it's also about hardworking and how to work under pressure." Actually, all job DO need those abilities too. But the magizoologist one is just... quiet different. Huh.
Nundu, yeah. "I think you should try applying there."
Tim nodded, and took this into consideration. Not that she didn't know it all, but she just liked hearing it from a professional for a more grounded statement. And more believable. Hmm, maybe she can get one of those internships over summer. "Professor, what can I do to get an internship at the Scamander Zoo? I already planned on taking the year off before heading to university," The blonde said, setting her book back into her bag and sitting up straight. "Will they allow me to intern there year round or just for the summer?" Because obviously year round was much preferred at the moment. And maybe hopefully continue interning there while in school, and eventually becoming one of the zookeepers maybe in her last year or after.
Tim couldn't help but laugh; he has actually taken her seriously. "Professor, please. I'm not that stupid. I know how it works. But when I was nine, I did help feed newborn baby dragons. I named one Toothless, which dad takes me to visit during summers," She wasn't that inexperienced. And they had a phoenix at home. Not to mention Ollie had a bowtruckle she had bought him and her mum gave Tim a baby niffler over the summer too. She nodded again. "I know that, too. I know all about hard work and working under pressure. I used to be a dancer up until I was fourteen and quit. I can handle all that, and the occupational hazards that come along,"
Hmm. "But is that campus also good with minoring in herbology?
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