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Zoe · #1 (**permalink**) 08-26-2017, 06:55 PM

A bit confused about the plot? Housemates talking about a mysterious something going bump in the night? Here's where YOU can post and catch up on happenings around the castle and in Hogsmeade -- out of character, of course.

This means that unless your student character heard this stuff from other students or witnessed the actual event, your student character doesn't know about it.

Also, this is a reminder to everyone to only post updates on the school plot here. Please do not post the happenings of your student character in here; that kind of chat goes in the school chat thread.

Have fun!

Zoe · 08-26-2017, 06:55 PM

Hogwarts Board of Governors
President - Corineus Vanderbilt (Steelsheen)
Vice President - Atticus Aldredge (AlwaysSnapesGirl)
Secretary - Carter Phillips (LilFox06)
Treasurer - Celandine Kettleburn (Tegz)
Gabriella Blaze (Bazinga)
Jacklyn Hutchinson (Erindipity)
Noah Kovac (thekraken)
Caelan McGowen (ChanceCoeur)
Vanessa Paton (RachieRu)
Amelia Raventhorne (NifflerFan)
Marilyn Romalotti (Govoni)
Eloise Whittebrook (emjay)

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmistress - Prof. Regina Hawthorne (Zoe)
Deputy Head - Prof. Paul Myers (kayquilz)

School Staff
Ancient Runes - Prof. Regina Hawthorne (Zoe)
Arithmancy - Prof. Bethany Holmes (NPC)
Astronomy - Prof. Kalen Kennedy (MunchyBubbles)
CoMC - Prof. Tristan Wayland (Suziella)
Charms - Prof. Gaston Marchand (MadMadamMalfoy)
DADA - Prof. Roderik Hirsch (hermionesclone)
Divination - Prof. Laurel Vance (Nordic Witch)
Flying - Mr. Haraldur Baldvinsson (potterobsessionist)
Herbology - Prof. Paul Myers (kayquilz)
History of Magic - Prof. Rosalyn Marchand (WhittyBitty)
Muggle Studies - Prof. Kaysha Stewart (FearlessLeader19)
Potions - Prof. River Reed (Stefan)
Transfiguration - Prof. Camilla Stewart (Kolyander)

Caretaker - Ms. Sylvia Grimblehawk (Sylvia Grimblehawk)
Groundskeeper - Mr. Haraldur Baldvinsson (potterobsessionist)
Healer - Mr. River Reed (Stefan)
Librarian - Mr. Kalen Kennedy (MunchyBubbles)

School Poltergeist - Peeves
School Ghost - Moaning Myrtle
House Elves - Algamus, Argyle, Beezley, Nimma, Pips, Quirly, Schmoop, Tinka, Tippin, Toddles

Head Boy - Henry Whittebrook (emjay)
Head Girl - Kitty Valentine (Goblinfrog)

Gryffindor
House Ghost - Nearly Headless Nick
Head of House - Prof. Gaston Marchand (MadMadamMalfoy)
House Prefects - Tenacius Salander (Steelsheen), Noelle Summers (ChanceCoeur)

Hufflepuff
House Ghost - Fat Friar
Head of House - Prof. Paul Myers (kayquilz)
House Prefects - Henry Whittebrook (emjay), Henrietta Kramer (Lady of Light)

Ravenclaw
House Ghost - Grey Lady
Head of House - Prof. Roderik Hirsch (hermionesclone)
House Prefects - Kirk Forsfelle (Charely Potter), Kitty Valentine (Goblinfrog)

Slytherin
House Ghost - Bloody Baron
Head of House - Prof. Laurel Vance (Nordic Witch)
House Prefects - Oliver Borzekowski-Thomas (littledhampir), Vivian Fairfield (Kimothy)

Hogsmeade Shopkeepers
Dervish and Banges - Saul Bunyons
Gladrags Wizardwear - Summer Longshadow
Hog's Head Pub - Samuel Huxley
Honeydukes - Maisie Windell
Madame Puddifoot's - Sapphira Puddifoot
Scrivenshaft's - Tony Killingworth
Simply Stylish Salon - Monte Bossa
Three Broomsticks - Harold Lagerty
Zonko's Joke Shop - Emerald McDougal

Charely Potter · 09-04-2017, 05:05 AM

Speech!

Time to dig in folks.

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Originally Posted by Zoe

She had tucked in the back of her mind that she needed to make the climb up the Astronomy Tower to see what Kalen had done with the place. She was curious, to see what all he had done that was different than there two former Astronomy professors. Of course, Regina had a good idea of what the man had done, considering the marvelous state the library had been last term. Already she was impressed with him for quickly transporting his entire office up there.

On her way back to her seat, she was temporarily stopped by Laurel. This time the American acknowledged the woman, forgiving her and Haraldur slightly for not sitting in the right seat considering how everything turned out with Roderik being seated on her left side now. A smile was returned to the Divination professor before she replied, "Hello, Laurel. Yes, I did have a good summer. I spent a fair amount of my summer in Cairo again, doing some low-key curse-breaking business and catching up with old friends." Rosalyn heard that too, right? Regina had quickly left to go have a quick chat with Kalen earlier after all.

And she carried on to her own seat the moment the woman mentioned to Rose that she was having a reoccurring dream. Already the headmistress could see where that conversation was going. Dire times were ahead, hmm? All Seers were the same one way or another...

She didn’t expect him to react in any way to her placing a hand on his arm. Regina liked Roderik for that, how he so nonchalant about everything. But the woman could tell that something was off about him tonight. Hopefully the conversation was helping, even just a little for the moment until it was time to leave the hall. "This is true. And I'm looking forward to it. Hopefully it'll be a lot quieter and not as dramatic with certain guests not being here this term." He undoubtedly knew which ones she meant by that.

Then there was Paul Myers trying to capture her attention, which he was, in the end, successful in doing since it was just Roderik’s body, in Haraldur's seat, between them. Normally one of her eyebrows would have rose at the fact that he needed to speak with her, but this time she wasn't caught off by the request. She had gotten used to him and his frequent visits. And he wasn’t wearing his poncho, which meant that he was on her good side so far this term. "Will tomorrow after classes work for you, Paul? My office?" Though they were phrased as questions, the time was really nonnegotiable.

Following the completion of the ceremony, with the last first year to take their seat at one of the four House tables, Regina rose from her chair and made her way around the table for the golden owl podium. This term she wasn't going to waste any time getting that speech of hers out of the way. Not to mention this year's opening speech was going to be short and sweet.

"Welcome to those of you who are brand new to Hogwarts," she began, looking more so toward the front of the tables at the recently sorted. Her gaze then shifted back toward the rest of the students that filled up the rest of the space at each of the four tables. "And welcome back to those of you who are returning for another year. If you all will allow me, I have just a few announcements to give before we enjoy our marvelous feast.

"First, you will notice just a few staff changes this term. Over the summer, our former Astronomy professor, Keiyona Berkovich, and former Potions professor, Ciara Canterbury, resigned, leaving their spots to be filled in. I am pleased to announce that two already familiar faces, for those of you who have returned to us, will be taking their place. Please join me in a round of applause to welcome Professor Kalen Kennedy to Astronomy and Professor River Reed to Potions as they add teaching onto their previous responsibilities at the school."

Regina first gestured toward Kalen at the end of the table to her left and then made a gesture toward River at the other end before joining the crowd in applause.

"Lastly, with Hogwarts not playing host to an inter-school competition this term," -- that was all she was going to say on that matter and deliberately forgot to mention how the Governors were going to be paying numerous visits over the term so they could 'help improve the current state of things' -- "the school's previously scheduled extra-curricular gaming and sporting activities will be coming back full swing this term. So put your game-faces on and get ready for some healthy inter-school competition." Except for Quidditch obviously, considering things there were still under investigation.

"With all of that said, here is to the start of a new term. May it be filled with much learning and growing as well as great memories. Dig in!" she concluded with a clap of her hands Within a matter of seconds, the food and drinks appeared and the headmistress was making her way back to her seat.

Sneakeh Cat · 09-08-2017, 06:56 PM

There's a visitor in Potions!

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Originally Posted by Erindipity

It seemed like an eternity since the woman had been inside the walls of the castle...
In reality it hadn't even been 20 years yet. Igh. THAT made her feel old and decrepit, actually.

Having met with her neice beforehand, the former Ravenclaw made her way to the dungeons and into the classroom she knew oh so well. It was bizarre to her that it still smelt the same, looked the same, and still brought the familiar wave of excitement to her as she made her way inside. She almost caught herself searching for Spike's curls...

Pausing inside the door she first let her eyes move across each workstation before landing back up front on the Healer slash professor. Hmmm.

And his dogs...

While Addy certainly appreciated animals, she immediately marked him off what she considered points in her head. Dog hair could certainly find its way into a cauldron and thus muck up the potion itself. Tut, tut, Healer Reed. TUT. TUT.

Addy pursed her lips slightly as she slipped quietly into a seat at the back of the classroom. She was ONLY here to observe, after all.

siriusblackliveson · 09-11-2017, 02:54 AM

Appears we have a visitor in Divinations too...

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Originally Posted by NifflerFan

Amelia Raventhorne was not fond of creatures and dirty, outdoors places. She preferred classrooms, which were neat and orderly and far more controlled environments. In fact, Amelia was fairly certain that she had never once visited a creature barn of any kind when she attended Hogwarts. Nevertheless, she was here to observe a Divination lesson, and she would not be put off from that important goal by Professor Vance's chosen location. The former Ravenclaw could certainly see how a change in environment or venue could help students learn different forms of Divination, and she was rather interested to see where Professor Vance went with this unusual setting.

Amelia couldn't help but wrinkle her nose as she entered the creature barn where this lesson was to be held; the smells were already getting to her.
Her first order of business was to walk up to Professor Vance and greet her:
"Good morning, Professor Vance." The next was to find a seat at the very back of the class and set herself up for the lesson. Amelia sat down on the mat in the back corner and tried not to wince at sitting on the dusty,
dirty floor. Once she was seated comfortably, she withdrew a clipboard, her observation form that the Board had decided to use for these lessons, and a quill that was enchanted to refill itself with ink automatically.

Steelsheen · 09-16-2017, 03:50 PM

Something Suspicious in Stewart's Smile?...

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Had she not been so preoccupied with thoughts of her ailing father, the moment Kay had returned to her office after one of her lessons she would have noticed the letter lying on her desk. As it was, it took her quite a bit of time to do so even though she happened to be sitting right at said desk. It was only when she reached for her lesson planner that she saw the crisp envelope addressed to her.

The woman reached for it, tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter written on equally crisp parchment. She recognised the handwriting just by glancing at the words. A small but brief smile crossed her face. Her fraternal friends from last term had written to let her know that things were in motion.

The short message meant that she had that specific task to commence. A smirk, something that she never showed, crossed her features. It was time to get to work.

Zoe · 09-16-2017, 09:17 PM

#YAAAAAAAAAAAAAS

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

Paul was running to post flyers everywhere, but the main place was... HERE.

GOOD LUCK, POTENTIAL THESPIANS!

OOC: Auditions will take place in the Room of Requirement from OOC September 21st to September 30th. Any student interested in auditioning should come with a monologue/quick scene from a play or movie to perform (the monolgue/scene must follow site rules). After I post Paul in this designated location, you may then post your audition. More details for how this will work to come (when it takes place). Your characters would know who they want to audition for since the Fountain of Fair Fortune is a story in The Tales of Beetle the Bard.

The following are characters that can be auditioned for:

NARRATOR
GATHERERS
ASHA
ALTHEDA
AMATA
CREEPERS
SIR LUCKLESS
HORSE OF SIR LUCKLESS
WORM
GROUND
STONE

Those of you that signed up for Drama Club in the Hogwarts Extra-Curricular spreadsheet are still part of the club whether they audition for a role in this play or not. IC they may have a role in the play (you will need to audition for this IC) or can have a background role (no IC audition needed) — helping out with lighting, painting scenery, etc. The same applies to anyone that wishes to add their student to the reference list.

Further details about auditions/the casting selection, the play itself, etc. will be shared later. Any you have questions/concerns, please contact me via PM, Skype, or Trillian.

emjay · 09-17-2017, 07:36 PM

Something odd seems to be happening at the Bulletin Board....

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

With the bright orange flier demanding everyone’s attention, it makes it very easy for the other aspects of one’s surroundings to go unnoticed. Something else had been added overhead before the auditions notice was pinned on the board.

Drip ...

Did you just feel something like a raindrop fall on your head? Surely that was nothing, right?

Drip ... drip ...

Only it isn’t nothing. If you curiously place a hand on your head and look at your fingers, you will discover a crimson liquid. Is that ... blood?

Drip ... drip ... drip ...

Gaze up at the ceiling and you will find a rather ominous sight. Painted above where you are standing is a silhouette of a hawk, its wings spread open as if it just took flight. Another drop of the substance falls from the ceiling onto your forehead.

What in Merlin’s beard is going on?!

siriusblackliveson · 09-20-2017, 02:22 AM

Looks like the semester is going to be way more fun

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Originally Posted by potterobsessionist

All right. It was time to begin before his shoes froze to the ground. Haraldur quickly waved his wand at the large, iron gates to the pitch and they swung closed. ~~HAH. LOCKED IN.~~. Ahem. Class was officially starting.

”Settle down, settle down, children. Let’s begin.” Haraldur waited for the chatter to die down. Awkwardly aware of his hands now that they didn’t hold a broomstick he stood with them clasped over his chest. Cue thumb rolling.

”Before we begin, uh, we have a visitor.” See, Mr. ~~spy~~ Board-member-with-a-name-he’d-forgotten? He was being nice and including. Write that on the clipboard, please and thank you. ”He’ll be observing this class.” Moving swiftly on, he began pacing in front of the group of students.

”Now, let’s get crackalackin’!” That was a new word he’d picked up the week before. ”We have covered lessons on broom control and flying both basic and advanced. But we haven’t really touched upon other methods of transportation yet.” He stopped his pacing to give the group a look. ”Magical transportation, that is.” Mentions of trains, cars and planes would result in a booored professor. ”Could you name a few? And what about brooms? Why do you think they’re so widely used here in Britain?”

Haraldur glanced at the man at the back of the class who was holding the clipboard of doom. Merlin that quill was moving fast across the paper. He turned back to the class and hastily added; ”With a show of hands. Please, children.” Let’s show the nice man that the flying instructor was in full control of the situation. Let’s not get the nice, fat, feathered man fired? Ok? OK!

An impromptu applaud or a declaration on how much they loved him would not be frowned upon by the professor but still, keep it casual, kids. Let’s act natural and everything will be fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.

He hoped.

Stormdancer · 09-21-2017, 05:56 PM

Celandine Toussaint has returned to Hogwarts, and is back in Charms!!!

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Originally Posted by Cela

ZOMG Cela had missed being in this particular classroom. Charms had ALWAYS been a favourite class of hers! She waved happily at her children, and their friends, and her niece, and also at basically every curious or smiling face that happened to look her way, and also the professor, who she also smiled at reassuringly. She knew that the man was the nervous sort so hopefully he wouldn't be worried about her presence!

With the lesson not quite having started yet, she got her quill and paper ready, just as she once had as an eager Ravenclaw student, but now it wasn't to learn, it was to assess. She took note of the layout of the classroom, how the students greeted the professor, and generally tried to get an idea of how eager the kids were for the class or not -you could tell a lot about a professor by how keen kids were from the beginning- and examined the items on the desk. Interesting! She wasn't so sure about the refreshment table though? Was that normal?

Cel took on the chin the fact that her darling eldest clearly didn't want anything to do with her (she would absolutely accost Charlotte with a cuddle after she was done here! If Charlotte thought otherwise she was miiiistaken! Cela was pretty sure that Callum and Chloe would both willingly accept mum hugs though!)

And.... the lesson began! How exciting! Expectantly, Celandine set her quill to note taking, and listened as the professor offered scented ink as prizes. Hmm. Was it a prize if everyone was going to get one? Oh and the kids were answering now, including her own Charbear. SO PROUD. But AHEM. She had a job to do, and it was easy to turn her attention to the task at hand.
Learning was SO exciting, wasn't it?

Zoe · 09-22-2017, 04:14 PM

Audition time in the RoR! GET TO IT!

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

Paul approached the Come-and-Go-Room cautiously, but not from fear, mostly because...he hoped no students were waiting here because he had to get things READY. He had arrived EXTRA early to setup inside the Room of Requirement. Three times he walked past where he knew the entrance was, repeating,

Grand theatre room, a stage, a single chair in front of it....

While also picturing the room in his head. The door appeared, easy enough, eh? And he went inside, smiling as he saw the room. Ahhh. This was...this was absolutely perfect. And so...he would sit. And he wait until it was the proper time. And then...

He would begin with whoever was first in line.

COME ONE. COME ALL. TO......

AUDITION.

SPOILER!!: How this will WORK

lazykitty · 09-24-2017, 11:17 PM

The bloody hawk isn't going away

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

The bucket of cleaning potions usually does the trick and the determined caretaker never leaves until the job is done.

However, no matter how hard she scrubs or how strong of a cleaning potion she uses, the blood on the ceiling is still hauntingly glistening from above. The red hawk seems unfazed. Something else will have to be done here.

Meanwhile, the blood stains are as clear as they were the night before...

sweetpinkpixie · 09-26-2017, 11:28 PM

dun dun dun

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

The normal order that Professor Kennedy has brought to the Library, seems to have been disturbed. As you walk through the quiet shelves you’ll see complete and utter havoc has been wreaked on the once peaceful library.

Books have been torn off the shelves seemingly in a hurry and left in a mess on the floor. Piles of them now dot the carpet, laying open, haphazardly strewn as though someone had quickly glanced through them and decided they didn’t want that one and moved on.

It looked like a tornado had run through the bookshelves, and not only the bookshelves, the maze seems to be in disarray as well, the chairs knocked over and the study tables pushed to the side. But the culprit who caused all of this damage doesn’t seem to be anywhere in sight.

And was the door to the Restricted section...

Open?

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

The door to the Restricted Section was indeed open, swinging on its hinges as it seemed this section had gotten the same treatment as the rest of the Library.

Books on the floor, open with pages fluttering. A soft screaming can be heard from one of the books laying open as well. The shelves were in disarray, Tomes seemed to have been half pulled out, and then left, others were piled haphazardly on top of each other. It was hard to see in the mess if anything was missing, but when clean it will become obvious that something was stolen.

A book by the name of Secrets of the Darkest Art has been taken.

Now why would anyone want that book?

hermygirl · 10-01-2017, 04:03 PM

Looks like someone was searching for something in the Ravenclaw girls' dorms...

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

After a wonderful Saturday spent down in the Hogsmeade village you come back up to the Ravenclaw Tower with your cheeks rosy from the December air, your bellies full of honeydukes candy, and your pockets full of pranks.

Taking the stairs up to the eagle girls' dorms for a change of clothes and possibly some quiet time before dinner, you're met by the door hanging slightly ajar and off its hinges.

Easing up the door to to look inside, you are met with a stomach-turning, heart-wrenching, and eye-watering sight.

The whole dorm is in utter and complete shambles.

The sheets and blankets have been pulled out of all the beds and left in piles on the floor and it even looks as though someone has gone over them with a razor, since there are visible holes. Pillows have been torn apart and their feathers are flying everywhere in sight which is enough to make anyone sneeze.

Trunks lids have been thrust open with extreme force and their contents have been tossed out helter-skelter around the dorm so much that it's almost impossible to know just who each sock and sweater belongs to.

On the floor someone has ripped out pages from several textbooks and strewn them around haphazardly.

And if that wasn't enough a drawer or two in each nightstand has been pulled out and their contents has been emptied out on each bed mattress.

It seems as if someone has ransacked the dorm, but for what purpose?

If you clean up and assess everything, you might notice that something of yours has gone missing...

emjay · 10-06-2017, 06:45 PM

Uhh... just what is going on with the Head Girl??

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Originally Posted by Goblinfrog

Her eyes were expressionless. They stared dully forward, as if she were in deep, deep thought or as if she were dreaming with her eyes open. Her hair was half done, it looked like she'd started to comb bangs but had to interrupt halfway through. The result was bangs on the left half of her forehead, and slightly rumpled hair on her right. And even though it was broad daylight, she was still wearing her black pajamas red slippers.

But most curiously of all was the item she carried in her arms. It was a bowl filled with red liquid. She carried the bowl so steadily that the liquid barely moved at all. None of it spilled. The first thought one might have upon seeing it was that she was carrying a bowl of brightly colored punch, but that wasn't what this was at all. It was in fact BLOOD, rodent blood to be precise. Her fingertips were stained with the same blood...

Walking past Professor Paul's notice without so much as glancing sideways, Kitty walked forward until she was standing directly beneath the hawk on the ceiling. Ever so slowly, she glanced upwards to look at it. Then, her face still completely void of expression, she bent down on her knees and placed the bowl carefully to her side. Then she dipped her already blood stained fingers into the bowl and wrote a message with the blood of rodents:

EXPOSE THE INEQUALITY.
END THE STRUGGLE.

Zoe · 10-14-2017, 07:00 PM

Play rehearsal is taking place:

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

The first audition! Paul was nervous that NO ONE would know any of their lines, that Myrtle would ruin EVERYTHING, that Flynn would somehow find a way to make trouble.....SO MANY THINGS.

But he was okay. And he had the updated cast list rolled up in his hand. He waited outside the Room of Requirement for those in the play. He had...nervous butterflies in his stomach.

EeeEEeEeeeEEEEEEE.

Okay.

OKAY.

Hopefully they remembered. Paul had been badgering them so much with reminders so...there really was no excuse.

With some slight casting adjustments.

And it looks like set/prop production for the play is happening too:

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Originally Posted by WhittyBitty

Rosalyn was more excited than usual as she opened the art classroom and started setting things up for the lesson. Today wouldn’t be a normal class for the students; instead of the usual curriculum, they would be sketching things for the upcoming play. There would need to be props and set pieces considered. If things went smoothly enough, they would begin working on the props and models themselves, but this was to be a more relaxed lesson and whatever didn’t get finished now could get done later on.

Once she was satisfied with the set up, she stood by the doorway and waited for students to arrive.

OOC: Hello, guys! This is just a laid back RP that was started for some IC fun and to give you a chance to play out with an extracurricular.

This art lesson is for set/prop production to be used in the school play; namely creating sketches and working to get pieces/models made.

While this is an art class, it is more than okay for those not on the student list to join. They can be dragged along by art student friends or just come on their own out of curiosity or wanting to help.

Basically just have fun.

GO FORTH! INTERACT!

sweetpinkpixie · 10-15-2017, 03:22 AM

ruh oh

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Originally Posted by The Narrator in the Hufflepuff Girls' Dormitory

After a long, hard Thursday of lessons, you go back to your dorm to place your bag away before dinnertime arrives. It’s a normal, everyday activity during the second week of January but the sight that meets you when you arrive at your dorm is anything but normal...

You walk through the underground tunnel towards your dorm and instantly notice that something seems off. The door itself is hanging off of its hinges, half of it smashed to pieces. When you step over the pieces of the door, you’re met with a ghastly, heart-wrenching sight.

Your dorm, your safe haven during the term time, is in complete disarray.

Feathers float down serenely, the pillows of which they belonged to laying ripped on the ground. The beds have all been stripped of their bedding and pillows and sit there looking naked and unwelcoming. What used to be on the beds have been tossed aside and ripped apart, their contents spewing across the dorm room floor.

And it doesn’t stop there. Trunks have been ransacked, the contents of which have been flung everywhere without a care in the world. Clothes, some ripped beyond repair, can be seen laying on the floor and hanging off the four-poster beds. Books have been ripped apart, their pages scattered haphazardly across the floor. Those books weren’t too expensive, were they?

To make matters worse, every bedside drawer has met the same fate as every other item in the room. The contents of the drawers have been flung out of their resting places, some even shattered as they were tossed to the ground, leaving bits of glass everywhere. It seems as if someone has gone to great lengths to search the room.

If you clean up and are observant enough, you might notice that something happens to be missing...

*PhoenixRising* · 10-15-2017, 08:32 PM

Slytherin Dorms are not immune!!!

Whatever could someone be looking for from teenager's dorms?!? *eyes*

Boys:

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

January is ending, bringing with it rain, tiredness and an onslaught of homework. Your Tuesday lessons have ended and you go back to your dorm to place your bag away before dinnertime arrives. It’s a normal, everyday activity but the sight that meets you when you arrive at your dorm is anything but normal...

You walk through the corridor towards your dorm and instantly notice that something seems off. The flickering torch shines down upon the door of your dorm hanging off of its hinges, half of it smashed to pieces. When you step over the pieces of the door, you’re met with a ghastly, heart-wrenching sight.

Your dorm, your safe haven during the term time, is in complete disarray.

Feathers float down serenely, providing a juxtaposition against the chaos of the room itself. The beds have all been stripped of their bedding and pillows and sit there looking naked and unwelcoming. What used to be on the beds have been tossed aside and ripped apart, their contents spewing across the dorm room floor.

And it doesn’t stop there. Trunks have been ransacked, the contents of which have been flung everywhere without a care in the world. Clothes, some ripped beyond repair, can be seen laying on the floor and hanging off the four-poster beds. Books have been ripped apart, their pages scattered haphazardly across the floor. Art supplies that used to paint a pretty picture now paint the calamity of the scene before you. They weren’t expensive, were they?

To make matters worse, every bedside drawer has met the same fate as every other item in the room. The contents of the drawers have been flung out of their resting places, some even shattered as they were tossed to the ground, leaving bits of glass everywhere. It seems as if someone has gone to great lengths to search the room.

If you clean up and are observant enough, you might notice that something happens to be missing...

and Girls:

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

January is ending, bringing with it rain, tiredness and an onslaught of homework. Your Friday lessons have ended and you go back to your dorm to place your bag away before dinnertime arrives. It’s a normal, everyday activity but the sight that meets you when you arrive at your dorm is anything but normal...

You walk through the corridor towards your dorm and instantly notice that something seems off. The flickering torch shines down upon the pieces of broken wood that used to be your dorm room door but was now laying on the floor. When you step over the pieces of wood, you’re met with a ghastly, heart-wrenching sight.

Your dorm, your safe haven during the term time, is in complete disarray.

Feathers float down serenely, providing a juxtaposition against the chaos of the room itself. The beds have all been stripped of their bedding and pillows and sit there looking naked and unwelcoming. What used to be on the beds have been tossed aside and ripped apart, their contents spewing across the dorm room floor.

And it doesn’t stop there. Trunks have been ransacked, the contents of which have been flung everywhere without a care in the world. Clothes, some ripped beyond repair, can be seen laying on the floor and hanging off the four-poster beds. Books have been ripped apart, their pages scattered haphazardly across the floor. Art supplies that used to paint a pretty picture now paint the calamity of the scene before you. They weren’t expensive, were they?

To make matters worse, every bedside drawer has met the same fate as every other item in the room. The contents of the drawers have been flung out of their resting places, some even shattered as they were tossed to the ground, leaving bits of glass everywhere. It seems as if someone has gone to great lengths to search the room.

If you clean up and are observant enough, you might notice that something happens to be missing...

lazykitty · 10-21-2017, 07:21 AM

Yikes!

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Originally Posted by Ginevra

Darkness fell upon the castle as a certain Hufflepuff second year made her way to the vacant Meditation Room, her large brown eyes unusually unfocused. Entering the room she seemed drawn to the assortment of crystal balls. There was a crash as an abundance of crystal balls shattered. The entranced Daisy removed a crystal ball and left something for Professor Vance.

Daisy left the Howler on one of the round tables and fled with an evil glint in her eyes and a smirk on her lips. A few moments later Daisy was outside the room, looking at her hands which were bleeding for some reason. Why was she out of bed? What was the reason she was where she was? Daisy reached into her dressing gown pocket...and her eyes widened in shock.

What could someone want with one of Professor Vance's crystal balls? And why leave a Howler?

lazykitty · 10-24-2017, 02:10 AM

How rude!

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Originally Posted by the narrator

from afar, the envelope may have appeared to look violet, but its true colour was revealed the moment proper lighting hit it: Red. The envelope began to shake violently the moment it was picked up. It then burst into flames, smoke forming into the shape of a winged animal, screaming:

"those who struggle cannot see what tomorrow brings.
Stop gazing through your crystal balls and look
at what's right in front of you, seer!"
once its message had been delivered, it continued to burn. The only evidence left of the letter being ashes.

Sneakeh Cat · 10-24-2017, 02:14 AM

something is also going on in Mister Baldvinsson's Hut

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo

It was pitch black. The sun had been down for hours and Hogwarts grounds were lit only by the stars and the moon that were peeking through low, wispy clouds. All was quiet except for a few hooting owls and the soft crunch of frosty grass under Natalie McKinley's feet.

The young Slytherin was quietly making her way across the grounds in the middle of the night with one thought in her mind. A red envelope was in her hand. Her eyes were wide and glassy, barely blinking, and her expression was blank. She was on a mission.

Hiding in the shadows until she reached the hut of the Groundskeeper, silently, she opened the front door and silently, she crept inside. Luckily, she was light footed and made no sound as she crossed the small hut. Looking around, Natalie quietly searched the hut until she found what she was looking for.

The Groundskeeper's broom. It was very important that she got this broom.

Silently, Natalie seized the broom, made all efforts not to wake the Groundskeeper and headed back towards the door. On her way out, she set the red envelope containing a howler on his table, and then she crept back out of the hut and quietly shut the door.

Facial expression still unchanged, Natalie hid in the shadows on her way back up to the castle, completely unseen, to hide the stolen object.

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

Hours went by, which agitated the envelop sitting on the table even more. The longer it had to wait for it to be opened, the hotter the magical envelope grew. Once it was touched, the red howler instantly burst into flames and shouted:

"THOSE WHO STRUGGLE CANNOT FLY ON BROOMSTICKS.
LEARN HOW TO WALK WITH YOUR OWN TWO FEET
AND USE YOUR MAGIC FOR GOOD, OLD MAN!"
Smoke took the form of a winged animal while the howler relayed its message. The letter continued to rapidly burn and then it was nothing but a pile of ash.

RandomRaven · 10-25-2017, 03:21 PM

And it's Gryffindor turn to get ransacked.

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

The middle of February has arrived bringing with it the cold and snow, you go back to your dorm to work on some homework before dinnertime arrives. It’s becoming a normal, everyday activity during the cold winter months but the sight that meets you when you arrive at your dorm is anything but normal...

You make the long way all the way to the seventh floor and than into the tower towards your dorm and instantly notice that something isn't right. The door itself is hanging off of its hinges, half of it smashed to pieces. When you step over the pieces of the door, you’re met with a ghastly, heart-wrenching sight.

Your dorm, your safe haven during the term time, is in complete disarray.

Feathers float down serenely, the pillows of which they belonged to laying ripped on the ground. The beds have all been stripped of their bedding and pillows and sit there looking naked and unwelcoming. What used to be on the beds have been tossed aside and ripped apart, their contents spewing across the dorm room floor.

That isn't even the worst part of it though. Trunks have been ransacked, the contents of which have been flung everywhere without a care in the world. Clothes, some ripped beyond repair, can be seen laying on the floor and hanging off the four-poster beds. Books have been ripped apart, their pages scattered haphazardly across the floor. Those books weren’t too expensive, were they?

To make matters worse, every bedside drawer has met the same fate as every other item in the room. The contents of the drawers have been flung out of their resting places, some even shattered as they were tossed to the ground, leaving bits of glass everywhere. It seems as if someone has gone to great lengths to search the room.

If you clean up and are observant enough, you might notice that something happens to be missing...

the boys dorm too won't be left out.

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

The middle of February has arrived bringing with it the cold and snow, you go back to your dorm to work on some homework before dinnertime arrives. It’s becoming a normal, everyday activity during the cold winter months but the sight that meets you when you arrive at your dorm is anything but normal...

You make the long way all the way to the seventh floor and than into the tower towards your dorm and instantly notice that something isn't right. The door itself is hanging off of its hinges, half of it smashed to pieces. When you step over the pieces of the door, you’re met with a ghastly, heart-wrenching sight.

Your dorm, your safe haven during the term time, is in complete disarray.

Feathers float down serenely, the pillows of which they belonged to laying ripped on the ground. The beds have all been stripped of their bedding and pillows and sit there looking naked and unwelcoming. What used to be on the beds have been tossed aside and ripped apart, their contents spewing across the dorm room floor.

That isn't even the worst part of it though. Trunks have been ransacked, the contents of which have been flung everywhere without a care in the world. Clothes, some ripped beyond repair, can be seen laying on the floor and hanging off the four-poster beds. Books have been ripped apart, their pages scattered haphazardly across the floor. Those books weren’t too expensive, were they?

To make matters worse, every bedside drawer has met the same fate as every other item in the room. The contents of the drawers have been flung out of their resting places, some even shattered as they were tossed to the ground, leaving bits of glass everywhere. It seems as if someone has gone to great lengths to search the room.

If you clean up and are observant enough, you might notice that something happens to be missing...

ArianaBlack · 10-31-2017, 11:42 PM

this does not look like your average, middle-of-the-night set destroying escapade

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Originally Posted by hermygirl

Night had been shrouding the castle in darkness for a while when the sixth year quietly pushed open the door to the Art Classroom. Her usually bright, alert eyes stared blankly ahead, her movements almost robotic, as she sought out the various pieces that had so far been produced for the play. Artwork for the set backgrounds, props, plans...they all needed sabotaging.

Which what exactly what she did.

She ripped and stomped her way through the pile, knocking over stray paint pots and water jars, leaving no item untouched. Props were crushed, set panels laid broken and splintered. Finished or work in progress, it didn't matter. Quite the mess was left in the Ravenclaw's wake for her small size.

And when she was done, Sam pulled a howler out of the pocket of her pajamas, placing the envelope carefully on a nearby desk. Her attention turned to the door, and she exited as quietly as she'd appeared, silently retracing her steps in the shadows back towards the Ravenclaw tower.

lazykitty · 11-01-2017, 09:33 AM

Ruh-roh! (From Transfiguration!Stewart's Office)

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Originally Posted by ZombieTiger

The night was silent, aside from the usual sounds of the castle and the few nocturnal creatures that resided there. Nearly as silent was the figure who murmured a soft charm and slipped into the office, the last evidence being the disappearance of a fuzzy pink slipper through the doorway before the door had been closed behind it. Once inside, the unfocused gaze of the tall-for-her-age blonde in the unicorn pajamas flickered around the room as if she was deciding where to start. The object of her search was probably not lying on the cat climbing structures, so those were disregarded as Stasya made her way further into the office.

Grey-green eyes that seemed even more grey in the moonlight traveled over the shelves of books and other odds and ends until they found what they were looking for. Her hand darted forward and grabbed the compass, before she replaced it with a red envelope. The Howler was definitely not the compass that disappeared into her fist, but she turned from the spot as if it was, slipping back out into the corridor. Somehow she knew where she was supposed to go next, and she neglected to close the office door entirely before she disappeared into the dark corridors again.

sweetpinkpixie · 11-02-2017, 11:01 AM

from Divination class

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Originally Posted by Wicked Witch of the West

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Right at that moment Laurel's face went blank as she stared into the water bowl and said loudly "I see images forming..I see a pair of twins, a man and a woman ... the Williams twins, writing a letter and placing it in a black envelope and sending it away with an owl." Coming out of her prediction trance she momentarily stared straight at the students for a good minute or two before she snapped out of it and addressed the students. "Well what are you waiting for you've got 30 minutes! Start water scrying!"

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Common symbols
Water Scrying Interpretations And What They Mean:
When you concentrate on your bowl and concentrating on the water you will see colours or visions around in there. These visions will be negative or positive. These are merely visions from your own mind.
Light colours = Good omen
Dark colours = Inauspicious
Clouds of white, green & blue = Good signs, joy
Green = Hope, increases with the depth of the tint
Black = Negative, inauspicious, evil
Red, orange, yellow = Unfavorable signs
Red, orange = Hatred, passion, danger, violent emotions, trouble
Yellow = Envy, malice, jealousy
Rising clouds = affirmative
Sinking clouds = negative
Visions far in the background = Distant past or future
Visions near the middle = Near past or future

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