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Welcome to Dufftown! This small village, located in northeastern Scotland, offers activities to suit a wide range of interests. Enjoy a relaxing day perusing the shops along Balvenie and Fife Streets where you'll find a hair salon, ice cream parlour, and several shops selling various Muggle trinkets and clothes. Hungry? Sample some of the local fare in one of the pubs and restaurants.
Maybe you'd prefer sports to shopping. If that's the case, there's a football ground just around the corner from the shops. Grab some friends, and get a game going!
If history is more your thing, explore Balvenie Castle, built in the 13th century and once inhabited by Mary, Queen of Scots, or the ruins of Auchindoun Castle. Check out the clock tower, a building with a colourful history that once housed the town jail, or have a bite to eat at The Seven Stills, Dufftown's longest-running Scottish inn.
Have fun exploring the town and interacting with the locals, but remember to be on your best behaviour and keep your wands hidden!
OOC: This thread is, more or less, a weekend getaway on the final Saturday in May right before final exams come in full swing. Students going on this trip would have gotten permission slips signed and, so the Statute isn't broken, would have arrived to this burgh not far from Hogwarts by bus. This thread is being used for plot purposes; feel free to join in -- the more the merrier!
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Was that the ice cream flavor that he wanted? No. He did not want caramel flavor but he had already drawn too much attention to himself by asking a magical flavor instead of a muggle one so he nodded his head yes. Sometimes you had to do or in this case eat something you did not like in order to not be even more suspicious. Besides, it was free so he really shouldn't complain.
While he waited for his sample, Dorian looked around the area. There were a lot of people out. Most of them he recognized from school and for a split second his blue eyes landed on two older people and in the back of his mind he took note that they weren't one of the professors at Hogwarts and then thought nothing more of it as his eyes continued to glide over to take in the castle in the distance.
On one hand he wanted to see the castle from the inside, but he was afraid he would be bored very quickly. They literally lived in a magical castle for the majority of their education years so this muggle castle couldn't honestly be fascinating. Oh who was he lying to? He wanted to see I---
His thoughts were rudely disturbed by a LOUD screeching noise and the second year looked at the scene of a red bus racing at a speed even he knew was not normal in this area until it came to a abrupt stop. His heart was pounding in his chest and his breathing had been uneven for a second and although he did not look like it on the outside, his blue eyes had fear in them. "No one got hurt right?" he asked, his voice higher than normal as he tried to control the adrenaline that started to kick in now.
To say this was up Melanie's alley was putting it lightly; however, since Hogwartians had last seen the American professor, she had lost a significant amount of weight, and her skin had lost a certain glow about it. Her unusually dark eyes stare blankly at their surroundings, looking for the buffoon professor from Hogwarts with an intensity. She had hardly said a thing to Duncan today. Melanie was quiet.
"Of course." She gave her surroundings one more passive glance. They had a plan, of course. "Our little friend will be in motion shortly." The French slipped off her tongue. Melanie hardly cared if no-majs saw her do magic recently. It would be of little relevance soon enough if all things went according to plan. And through her own dodgy and illegal research, some no-majs were very receptive to the idea of magic. Since there were Hogwarts students around, though, Melanie was sly about it. Gripping her wand in her pocket, she glanced over her shoulder at a specific street behind her, her eyes unblinking. She knew Duncan knew the plan because they had gone over it for weeks now.
Melanie's demeanour hadn't gone unnoticed. The loss of weight, the lack of a glow... it was unusual and not something he approved of in the slightest. She might be the older twin, technically speaking, but if they didn't have slightly more pressing matters at hand, he wouldn't have hesitated in bringing something up.
The plan. Duncan gripped the box in his pocket with one hand, the other hand reaching into his other pocket to take out his wand. He didn't need to do what he was planning on doing, not when there were so many Muggles nearby, but he was a man who liked precaution and this was simply one way to cover up his tracks. While Melanie did her thing, he moved away from her and quietly made his way towards a certain familiar face.
It was then that a number of things happened at once.
There was a loud screeching sound as a violent red bus came to a sudden stop in the middle of the street. A number of people nearby turned to look at the commotion and the bus driver started arguing with a random muggle. While all of this was going on, Duncan slipped the box out of his pocket, held it up close to Kaysha's face and blew gently. The powdery contents were already blowing towards the Muggle Studies professor's face but Duncan wasn't lingering around to watch. He slipped back towards his previous position next to Mel as quickly as he could and lifted the charm on his body.
"It's been done. Now we wait for the next phase..."
*attempts at catching back up in here* *lots of mentions* *mostly Vivi/Kye*
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Kye would say that they looked like a mix between Britney Spears in Crossroads and The Plastics in Mean Girls... If she had known what those were. When Sky mentioned the boys, Kye giggled in a bashful way. Yes yes, she was quite aware that she was APPARENTLY the ONLY person NOT on the dating scene. So she was starting to get that boy crazy fever. Merlin help her. She looked at the nearest group of boys curiously, wondering what Muggle girls talked about if not Quidditch and the normal things from the wizard world. For the sake of being able to go on a lunch date with them though, she was willing to find out! And if she had known what Sky was thinking about the currency issue, she would have told her and Vivi that they could try to flirt their way to a free meal if it came to that. Haha!...? But really though that was a thing.
At the mention of free samples, Kye was completely on board with getting in line before it got absurdly long. When they had reached the front, Kye decided not to assume that each of the samples was for them. Maybe Sky wanted all three? After all, there were apparently tons of flavors! Kye had her eye on a couple in particular. She smiled at the shopkeeper and spoke up. "Hi! Uhm, can I get a sample of the peanut butter fudge, and one of the birthday cake please?". Obviously she knew how peanut butter fudge tasted, but it was her favorite! And she was genuinely curious about the birthday cake flavor... At least the Muggle version. She didn't think it would be a mix of the actual taste of cake and ice cream mixing in her mouth. That was probably a little too Willy Wonka for Dufftown. Ah, she hoped she had enough time to eat these before they got to their next destination and to hold them over until they found lunch dates a lunch spot.
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See? It didn't seem like permission was needed as the blond knew they'd have done the same for any of their other friends and dorm mates, and Vivian would have done so too if any from the two of them were in her position. So here they were, three friends walking along the streets of muggle Dufftown.
Sky's comment on snogs, however, led Vivian's cheeks to turn into a shade of pink. The prefect had to stop herself from further commenting that she didn't need to go on a school field trip to get any of them, but thanks anyway. Now that Sky had mentioned it, though, the idea didn't seem entirely bad so long as they didn't get caught. "Those can wait," was all she managed. But for now, she'd rather spend time with friends, and she'd let Chase spend his time admiring architecture too since that was something he'd probably be really interested in. Oh, and the skirt trend wasn't planned for.
Flirting their way to a free meal? Not a bad idea either. Would that work? She had never tried.
"I would never say no to ice cream," Vivian commented. Though the dessert would never amount to her love for marshmallows, it was still very high up her list of favourite--a second, she believed. Marshmallows on ice cream was a different story though. "Thank you, ma'am," she told the lady with a smile. Heavenly sweets, what a sight.
Turning to watch other shops they could visit, Vivian caught sight of Hattie, raised her hand to give the Puff a wave, and smiled at her. The prefect was well-aware that she and Sky weren't in the best of terms lately, but that didn't mean she couldn't be a friend to Hattie. She didn't need to choose sides and be in that level of immaturity. Vivian made a mental note to go see Hattie later on, just to check on her and be a nice friend.
Anyhow, they still hadn't decided where to head to. "Where to?" she asked her dormies.
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"Balvenie castle, right?" was Kye's response to the inquiry. She wasn't sure if that was Sky's actual goal or just the first place she had thought of, but she didn't mind either way. "I just want to go exploring.. and get some food of course." If they found boys, they found boys. She could live either way, but she wouldn't mind eating lunch with some of the local Muggle boys should the opportunity present itself! Kye tried her ice cream sample and let out a satisfied "Mmmm." Anyone who didn't like peanut butter fudge was CRAZY. She finished this sample and held onto the serving of birthday cake ice cream. Only a few minutes later, Kye let out a noise that was a mix of confusion, surprise, and near exasperation. HER ICE CREAM WAS MELTING! It sat there in the little cup, turning into a rainbow soup. Thank goodness it wasn't on a cone at least. Kye started eating it before it fully melted, and was confused by the taste. As she had expected, it wasn't quite like normal ice cream. Not that she could explain how, but either way it wasn't bad! She ate a few more bites before deciding she was done with ice cream for now. Now... which way did they need to go? Was there a map or directory or something? Or would they just go wherever they felt like it until they were properly lost?
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Another girl (Skylar) was next and asked for three samples. Moira smiled as she handed her three small cups of ice cream. "There you are, dear. Anything else you'd like?"
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Hands shoved in his pockets, Boyd idly kicked a ball along at his feet. Occasionally he flicked it up in the air, doing a few keepy-uppies for show, or dribbling it between bollards on the pedestrianised area. Really though, he was bored.
Bored. Bored. Bored.
There was nothing interesting to do in Dufftown. He was meant to be going to the cinema in the next town over, but then the best mate had only gone and got himself grounded and stuck at home. So here he was. Hanging out on his own.
But then voices...so many voices. Around his age, too. A smile came onto his face as he too headed over towards the free samples. "Hey Ms McKinley!" he greeted the owner with a lopsided grin. He rummaged in his pocket for a couple of quid for a cone as he joined in the line, ball still at his feet. "You mean custard cream?" he questioned the boy in front of him (Dorian). "Nah, I don't think they they do." Weird choice that was, a biscuit flavoured ice cream. Although if anyone could make it taste good, Ms McKinley could.
And the growing crowd gave him an idea of how to while away the afternoon. "Hey...anyone fancy a kickabout on the field after?"
Worth a try, at least.
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If he was in his usual mood, the man would've been disgruntled, bored and generally unhappy about the prospect of being back in his country again. The weather was poor, the people were even worse and to top things off, there wasn't a single Dunkin Donuts branch in sight.
But today? Today, Duncan Williams was in an exceptional mood and you didn't have to be particularly observant to see it either. His usually neutral expression was replaced with a half-smile, half-smirk that had nothing to do with the historical landmarks nearby or the fact one of the women nearby was giving away free ice cream samples.
Though, he had a feeling that Mel would appreciate the rich history, especially Muggle history, in this village. It was her area of expertise.
His area of expertise was sitting in a box in his pocket. He might've otherwise looked calm and casual as he stood there in his Muggle attire, but his fingers were gently stroking a familiar looking box that contained a familiar looking ingredient inside. "I think it's time to pass the pixie dust along," he whispered to Mel, the French slipping through as a sign of precaution.
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*SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH*
The sound of tires coming to a sudden halt as an enormous red bus slammed to a stop could be heard by everyone in the crowd in this area. An advertisement on the side of the bus for some museum a block over stood out against the red background of the bus; there were muggle tourists loaded onto the bus, and all had slammed forward when the bus stopped. There were too many people in this street! No, buses were not supposed to go down this street, but the bus driver had seemed to have lost his mind! He smashed his fist into horn multiple times, the noise enough to irritate anyone near the scene.
Quite the distracting scene, wasn't it?
The drive argued briefly with a muggle from his window as he continued to bump the horn. Before anyone could tell him off even more, the bus driver suddenly stepped on the gas and took off. It sped away as quickly as it had come.
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Melanie's demeanour hadn't gone unnoticed. The loss of weight, the lack of a glow... it was unusual and not something he approved of in the slightest. She might be the older twin, technically speaking, but if they didn't have slightly more pressing matters at hand, he wouldn't have hesitated in bringing something up.
The plan. Duncan gripped the box in his pocket with one hand, the other hand reaching into his other pocket to take out his wand. He didn't need to do what he was planning on doing, not when there were so many Muggles nearby, but he was a man who liked precaution and this was simply one way to cover up his tracks. While Melanie did her thing, he moved away from her and quietly made his way towards a certain familiar face.
It was then that a number of things happened at once.
There was a loud screeching sound as a violent red bus came to a sudden stop in the middle of the street. A number of people nearby turned to look at the commotion and the bus driver started arguing with a random muggle. While all of this was going on, Duncan slipped the box out of his pocket, held it up close to Kaysha's face and blew gently. The powdery contents were already blowing towards the Muggle Studies professor's face but Duncan wasn't lingering around to watch. He slipped back towards his previous position next to Mel as quickly as he could and lifted the charm on his body.
"It's been done. Now we wait for the next phase..."
Skylar had about a million and one thoughts running through her head, as she gazed into the distant lands where Balvenie castle laid ahead and the rolling green hills. Also, she requested three samples, one of her and one of each of her roommates, but apparently the shopkeeper person was open to giving samples of ANY flavors?? But she'd eat all three, no biggie. Literally, because they were just sample-sized.
And had the younger Ravenclaw whom she influenced in Creatures-Astro lesson a few weeks ago really just asked for CANARY CREAM?? Merlin, kids these days had zero tact. Apparently Kaysha Stewart had neglected to inform them of etiquette, focusing instead on attire.... Yes they could blend in with attire, but choice words were important too. They couldn't just go around willy-nilly saying or doing whatever.
She smiled politely though at the shopkeeper, taking the three samples, "Thank you," and polishing off one sample in about two seconds. Not as good as Floreans, but not the worst ice cream either.
Before she could speak up about Kye wanting to go exploring, her eyes wandered over to the boy dribbling and honestly, she half wanted to play kickabout ... because it sounded fun. Except she was the only one of her roomies wearing jeans and she wasn't about to leave them and doubted they'd be able to play - or want to even - in their skirts. Because they weren't Skylar; she, on the other hand, would run around in just about any sort of attire, without a care. But again, that was her, not her friends.
And speaking of friends ... was that .....Actually truthfully, Skylar probably wouldn't have remembered them had it not been for Natalie's prodding earlier in the year about the prediction from Divination last year. But because she'd been forced to recall it, now seeing them again brought a whole new array of feelings and confusion to the sixth year. The Williams twins. Writing a letter.
But of course she couldn't just be alone with her thoughts because there was a loud screech and Skylar found herself instinctively jumping out of the way, pulling Vivian and Kye with her, her remaining ice cream samples going splat in the road.... "WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN!?!" Which of course, meant that the snake captain also missed the male twin disappearing from view and sprinkling something all over Kaysha.
Um. "About that exploring ..." she mumbled, eying her melted ice cream on the asphalt.
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Being indecisive was something entirely new to Stasya,
yet with everything in her mind she was definitely finding it difficult to decide what she wanted to do. Literally everyone else seemed to be over at the ice cream shop getting samples, but the tall fourteen year old had found herself still standing where she'd stopped once she'd gotten off the bus. Exploring Balvenie castle was seeming all the more tempting, although she had glanced over toward the group at the ice cream shop one last time before she made a decision. If anything, the Muggle boy with the ball was oddly stopping her.
She didn't feel like having to turn down an offer to play with him. Her thoughts were really getting kind of annoying now...
Except at a!most the same second she had decided to cross the street and go over to the group, two things happened that had stopped her again. First,
she saw the twin Ilvermorny professors nearby, and second, she had nearly had to throw herself bodily out of the way of the sudden appearance of a runaway bus. Momentarily, and maybe thankfully given her mental state of conflict, losing sight of the professors as she got back to her feet and skirted her way around the violently red bus and the belligerent driver on her way over to the ice cream shop and hopefully safety in numbers. Where was Emmeline when she needed her, or Liv? Anyone who she felt safe with. Besides those over with the ice cream lady, but she'd get there.
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Oh Max already had a plan? She couldn't help but grin, [b] "A castle fit for a new princess."[b] Maybe she was joking, maybe she wasn't but she did laugh, "Or maybe it's just waiting for its new cute prince." Yes she was talking about you Max, he did have the best smile.
The woman from the ice cream place got her attention again and she took the sample, "Thank you" Though she shook her head to wanting anything else. No this would be enough.
Oh, football, alright she kind of knew what that was, but that wasn't even in her mind anymore, "Hey isn't that the professors from Ilvermonry? Weird that they are here." Glancing at Max she just happened to look up to see a bus getting way too close.
She gripped Max's arm tighter as it seemed like it might run everyone over, but then it was moving and gone again. "Are all muggles this crazy?"
Max missed everything Zita said and very nearly dropped his ice cream when a bus came screeching out of nowhere and everyone started freaking out. He knew he should've stayed at the castle. There was just too much going on here and it was starting to make him more anxious than usual.
Once again, he found himself feeling grateful to have Zita by his side. She'd helped him out in more than one class this term and having her here now was helping too, despite the death grip on his arm. "The muggles that live near me don't drive like that," he replied with a frown, gently tugging her in the direction away from the crowd of Hogwarts kids and commotion.
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Sky had practically taken the words right out of Kye's mouth. What?! She had in fact been eyeing the Professors Williams, because she had to wonder what they were doing, and had she been a little less alert she probably wouldn't have heard the bus at all! Whether she would have jumped back in time she could only guess, but she was grateful for Sky's quick reflexes and stood momentarily stunned. That bus had lost it! She imagined much better driving skills from Muggles! It was then that she looked over and saw the ice cream samples laying on the street. "Oh no... man down!" she joked. Had there actually been a wreck or tragedies, she would feel more sensitive to the situation, but as it was... she was not. She looked at the bus again and read the museum's advertisement as the driver retreated. Pointing in its direction she asked, "D'you reckon it's just a regular Muggle museum then?" Was it a sign that they should go check it out maybe? Or was it a sign to stay away? Oh the intrigue!!
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Kay was about to give a very willing 'yes' to her colleagues when the earsplitting "SCREECH" echoed through the air. She turned to stare in astonishment at the bus- or rather, the driver- that was honking at the persons occupying the street and her thoughts immediately jumped to the students. "Gracious! I hope he doesn't hurt anyone!'' she said in a slightly indignant tone to no one in particular. What was even more surprising, was that the bus sped off as soon as it came. What even...?
Still caught up in the now over pandemonium, it was too late to do anything much about the sudden substance that shot to her face. The woman went into a series of harsh coughing. It was over as quickly as the crazy driver and his bus situation.
Kay felt a wave of seriousness wash over her. The smiling, pleasant face woman you saw earlier was gone. She was replaced with someone who had her mouth in a thin line. The warmth in her personality was gone and you're bound to feel her gaze icy if her blue eyes fixed upon you.
Her hand was creeping into the light purple satchel that was draped around her shoulder. From within another bag was fished out. It was a clear, plastic bag and those close enough might recognise a few of the items for they were items that were stolen from a few chosen Professors and students over the course of previous terms.
Just like before, Kaysha used dark magic to aid her in the possession of students. No longer was it limited to students whom had objects stolen from them. You wouldn't see the magic happening but you are sure to feel it.
OOC: Soooo. Who's up for some fuuuun? Previously possessed kiddos and those that want to join in on the chaos are now possessed (thanks to Kay). Actions to be RPed by the possessed: blank stares, quietly muttering the cult slogan- ''EXPOSE THE INEQUALITY" or "END THE STRUGGLE'', kiddos slowly revealing their wands. Have fun!
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Were she feeling a little more up to it, Jessa may have looked around the group near her to ensure her schoolmates were still alright but currently her somewhat tunnel vision prevented that. "Doesn't look like it." The Ravenclaw replied to Dorian when he inquired into the situation. Granted, she hadn't actually taken stock of the surroundings to be sure but.....if someone was hurt....chances were there would be at least one screaming kid followed shortly thereafter by a growing crowd and panic.
In the absence of that, she was just going to go ahead and assume it was alright and no action was needed on her part.
"S'long as everyone stays clear of the middle of the road, everything should...be....f.....ine."
What a strange feeling....
Jessa turned to Derf, already feeling her head begin to swim and her body growing numb. "I feel kinda...funny...." But it was all the Prefect manage to get out before her gaze grew vacant and her features took on a passive, almost blank appearance.
Quietly, she began muttering words that were all too familiar by now, without really knowing she was doing it. "Expose the inequality." Over and over she repeated it, her voice a flat monotone. "Expose the inequality, end the struggle."
Jessa reached into her holster, fumbling about with her wand in an attempt to pull it free.
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Oh, MERLIN, ATTACK! ATTACK ATTACK ATTACK. It took more self control than Katy would normally have credited herself to keep her from throwing off her attacker and pummeling the person in all the softest and most sensitive spots, but she was glad she had managed it when the attacker ended up being... this little slip of a girl.
"No-not Sylvie, no." Katy pressed her hand against her chest and tried to calm her racing heart. What an unpleasant surprise. "Katy. Katherine Toussaint. You may want to reconsider your style of greeting. Even friends can be surprised by a jump attack. In other news, you have definite ninja skills."
Whoops? Faith slowly and very awkwardly climbed off the older girl, un-hugging her as she watched the very not-so-good reaction. Yeah, probably best not to jump on random blonde people thinking they're Sylvie, even if they are approximately the right height. Wouldn't want to be embarrassed like this instead. Maybe she should just stick to tackling Zoryn, she was kinda unmistakable.
But when the older girl said her name, the Gryffindor perked up immediately. "I'm Faith Chosen! Wait, Toussaint?" she asked, eyeing the strange girl curiously. "Like, are you related to Chloe?" Chloe was a friend! Or, at least, Faith thought so. You don't exactly go mattress-surfing with people who aren't your friends, not in Faith Teaghan Chosen's experience.
But her experience was pretty limited, and she should have known better than to inhale sharply when she heard the horn screeching and coughing and suddenly, the excitable expression that was almost always on her face was wiped blank. She fixed Katy with a blank stare, and her hands began to quiver as she did her best to resist the feeling that was making her reach for her wand. She didn't want to do this, didn't want to take her wand out in public. But she was growing tired very quickly and choking the words back was taking so much energy and -
Emmalyn tired of sitting on the bench and slowly rose to a standing position. Her fellow classmates were roaming around the streets, each consumed with their own tasks, none seeming to be paying her any attention. SHe noticed an interesting shop across the street that seemed to have snacks. Her stomach grumbled at the thought and it had been some time since her last meal. However, before she could consciously decide to visit the shop, a sudden strange feeling swept over her.
She started walking out towards the middle of the street, eyes glazed over on her expressionless face.
“EXPOSE THE INEQUALITY” she mumbled as she walked forward. “EXPOSE THE INEQUALITY”
Once she was in the middle of the street, she reached into her jacket pocket and slowly pulled out her wand. “EXPOSE THE INEQUALITY” was all she chanted, over and over as she stood in the street.
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That whole idea about safety in numbers was seeming all the more like a good idea given everything. Even if Stasya had to admit to herself that being with the others wouldn't have helped if that crazy bus had hit them all. Nobody had gotten hurt, and the crazy seemed like maybe it had moved on. Hopefully. Maybe. Maybe they could all get back to their fun exploring field trip...
Except almost as soon as she had gotten to the other side of the street,
almost to the group of her friends near the ice cream lady, she had slowed down nearly to a stop. Grey-green eyes went blank, the usual sparkle in them snuffed out mysteriously as her hand flickered toward the hidden holster where her wand was safely out of sight. Something was telling her that taking it out was a good idea. The best idea, even. Whatever little voice inside the blonde third year was telling her to try and get her to fight whatever was going on was being slowly drowned out by other words.
"End the struggle. Expose the inequality..."
The words kept repeating, but her hand had yet to manage to reveal her wand.
Although the psychological battle continued.
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Laurel was waiting on Kay's very willing 'Yes' to go visit Balvenie castle together with her and Kalen when a ear-splitting SCREECH echoed through the air. The blond professor turned to stare in great astonishment as a bus came rolling towards them, with the driver honking it's horn at the people in the street to jump out of the way. "Get out of the way! Run!" Laurel bellowed to the surrounding students hoping that enough of them heard her over the pandemonium and didn't end up getting hurt by the bus.
She didn't see how her best friend got some sort of substance thrown in her face in the frenzy. What Laurel had seen though was the Williams twins that she had hoped that she would never have to see again. They were there or at least had been for a short while same as the bus that had come and gone just as quickly.
Laurel was searching around in her purse for her wand when her eyes caught sight of Kay's unrecognizable face and eyes. Pausing she felt her mouth go dry as she took in what her best friend was doing. Kay was possessing students, right there in the open muggle street and wasn't that one of her lost crystal balls?
Hearing the chanting "Expose the Inequality, End the Struggle" as one student chanting turned into three Laurel threw her gaze from Kay to Kalen as she pulled her wand out in plain sight. "Kalen, I think you need to send an S.O.S patronus to Regina right now! We need acute assistance! Kay is possessing every student in sight!" A horrible, horrible revelation especially since it was Laurel's bestie doing the dark thing.
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Looking up and down the street, Ronan could see that no one was injured, at least no one from Hogwarts anyway. Which was lucky considering how fast the bus had been going and how spread across the road everyone was.
But upon a second look around, he could tell that something almost as bad was happening. His schoolmates were acting strange. Almost as if they were possessed. And chanting that horrible phrase that usually accompanied the hawks that had been painted all around the school. Before he could continue down that particular train of thought, something in his brain started telling him that pulling out his wand would be a very good idea right now. "No, not in front of the muggles!" His hands were acting as if they had a mind of their own, though, inching towards his shoulder where his wand was safely holstered under his sleeve. "No!
The struggle between Ronan's brain and whatever was trying to take over had unknowingly to him forced the Gryffindor to his knees. He continued to struggle for a couple of minutes, but ultimately resistance was futile. His eyes went blank, his wand was being slowly removed from its hiding place and he was joining the chanting.
"Expose the inequality, end the struggle."
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On second thought, maybe that visit to one of the castles would have to be postponed.
With that car nearly crushing her best friend in front of her eyes, Vivian held a tight grip on both Skylar and Kye's wrists. Car accidents didn't seem like a good idea, and it will definitely never be a good idea, not when it meant almost losing someone close to one's heart. "Okay... we will have to walk together carefully," the prefect said, her eyes full of concern as she watched her quidditch captain. She didn't even mind that some of Sky's flying ice cream came splatting on her shirt as she was more focused on her friends, and everyone's safety.
And then, it happened again. First, Vivian was confused and looked around for whoever started the chanting. It was her co-prefect, Jessa... and she was repeating that phrase. Over and over again. And then it wasn't just Jessa. It was Faith... then Emmalyn... then Stasya... and it all looked like a horrible game of domino after that. Alarmed, the prefect might have squeezed both of her dormies' hands a bit too tight. "Wh-what's happening?" she asked, then lowered her voice. "Sky, we're not supposed to reveal ourselves. What are they doi—"
Loosening her grip from both girls, Vivian's hand felt an itch to reach down her pocket for her wand, her eyes starting blankly at Kye. No expressions. How very un-Vivian. "Expose the inequality, end the struggle," the prefect repeated, over and over.
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It was a miracle that the bus had not hit anyone and Dorian suspected that the professors had something to do with that. Probably used magic secretly to make the bus stop by itself. Yes, the second year was sure they would do something like that.
When Jessa affirmed that no none got hurt, the Ravenclaw relaxed again. He trusted in his Prefect's judgement and he was about to turn around and get his ice cream when he heard her mumbling.
At first, Dorian could not understand what she was mumbling about but it did not take long before he heard it all around him. Students everywhere were chanting as if in unison and a part of him thought it was a performance at first but another part. The logical part of his brain told him that it was very wrong.
Fear build up again and he felt like he was in one of those zombie movies he had seen last summer. His father had forbid him to watch but he had done so anyway with his friend and he had regretted the decision after the movie had ended.
Apart from that there were no flesh eating zombies, the other students were behaving like one and the Ravenclaw did not know what to do except for finding a professor.
Without a ice cream, Dorian ran back out on the street and looked around . He quickly found three professors on the other side and he ran his way towards them.
"PROFESSORS! he shouted at Vance, Kennedy and Stewart as he ran towards them, sure that they would keep him safe. Tears were streaming down his face but not because he was sad but because he was terrified.
Then as he got closer or more like closer to Professor Stewart and her dark invisible magic, the boy slowed down . He did not stop abruptly but slowed his speed from running like crazy to jogging to walking and then he stood still. ".....I don't feel so go---" he did not finish his sentence because he could not remember what he wanted to say. His eyes started to glaze over and he had stopped crying.
He wasn't fully possessed yet though but he was struggling with saying the chants that others were saying. But he did not want to! But he had to! It was RIGHT it felt RIGHT. "End the...no!" he could do this. He could resist.
But as he thought he could resist, his hand had gone unknowingly in to his pocket and he had drawn out his wand.
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Wait.
What was happening. Everything seemed to be going on at once. She blinked, watching the bus nearly crash and then drive off again. That had been strange. But she hadn't really had time to react to what was going on before some of her fellow students were chanting those random things again.
And getting there wands out. Her eyes widened as she looked around, trying to work out what was going on. "Uh..." It seemed as if everyone was chanting. Like everyone.
Well. Apart from that Professor! The blonde shook her head, running over to Professor Vance. "Professor..... is there anything I could do?" Since she was 17 now, an of age, it meant she could at least be of some assistance.
And right now.... she felt like they really needed some help.
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"Boyd," Abra repeated the presumably-Muggle boy's name, to try and help himself remember it. Another new one. He'd never met a Boyd before, not that he could remember. "Hi Boyd," he said with a smile, a more shy one than he would have liked. New people. Rah. Terrifying. But not really terrifying. But the situation. Terrifying.
Huh. That was weird. The people here didn't like people playing ball games too near the castle? Abra came close - alarmingly close - to pointing out that they could play Quidditch on the grounds of their castle, and that was with magic balls. Naturally, he was pretty glad he managed to stop himself from blurting that out, actually.
"Yeah, just the day. We're from a boarding school so I guess they wanted us to have a change of scenery before exams start." There... Abra was fairly sure that that wasn't too much information, but as soon as he'd spoken, he realised that, actually, he literally didn't know whether muggles had boarding schools or exams too. He didn't take Muggle Studies. Had all of what he'd just said been a massive breach of the statute? Perhaps not... but he paled just a little bit more all the same. Perhaps Jessa's 'yep' did not need any more additional information.
Speaking of Jessa, Abra turned to see who she was waving over, then turned quickly back to the group without giving himself time for his face to change. Derf had told Abra that his anxieties about Nat had not basis... or... well, actually they did have basis, but he'd at least told him that they weren't true. Still, it was Abra's way to fret about anything and everything, after all.
Speaking of Derf... Abra could already tell that he'd hurt some feelings, given the look on his face. Sure, he felt guilty about that - how could he not? - but it really was just about where they were. Derf insisted on retaining the old nickname, and Abra had long come to terms with that because it was Derf, except not when they were around people who would come to know him by that name. Guilt and mild frustration (but a lot more guilt because now he was feeling guilty about feeling frustrated) sort of intermingled and Abra averted his eyes again, just in time to realise he was being spoken to about ice cream by the ice cream lady.
"Oh, no thank you," he answered, as politely as he could, switching to his Grown Up Voice which he reserved for talking to adults that didn't know him very well. "I'm still feeling a little unwell from our bus trip." Even just going to kick a ball around felt a little risky with the queasiness that was still dying down.
Then a lot of things happened.
"What? Who?" Abra looked around, trying to see who Derf was referring to, and had only just caught sight of the Ilvermorny professors (it was hard to find what you were seeking if you didn't know what your snitch was) when there was a yell for everyone to run and a huge great noise suddenly rang out through the street and sent Abra jumping about a million feet into the air. His heart hammered against his chest and he struggled to get a grip on things and not start to panic... and he managed. Just about. But the sound of that horn felt like it was speeding up his heart with every blast and suddenly Abra wanted to be nowhere near this street.
But then the bus was gone and... well, Abra felt a little relief, but was feeling a lot more like he wanted to throw up now, and like his heart was about to explode in his chest but not in the nice, figurative way. Being yelled at to run was not the sort of thing one could disregard so easily, and though he didn't run, he felt very much on edge and alert and ready to go at any moment. It was a sensation he knew well, but it usually struck him out of nowhere, and it was distracting enough that he didn't even think to yell at Derf (yet) for literally trying to shield him from a runaway bus, as though if it had come this way it wouldn't have just taken them both (and Boyd) out.
And then...
... and then...
....... and..... then........
Abra's eyes widened as fear gripped him. That phrase. He knew that phrase. That phrase was one he never wanted to hear again, one that he associated with a bad bad bad memory that needed to go away. It wasn't about to leave any time soon, though, not with the sheer number of students that were starting to go all blank-eyed and chanting and... and wands were coming out and...
Merlin, what should he do? What should he do?
Abra, naturally, pulled his own wand out. He knew about the statute and everything, and also that they could break it in an emergency, but he wasn't even thinking at this point. At least, nothing past, What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?! Really, it was some kind of miracle he hadn't already completely relapsed into freak-out mode, but perhaps the urgency of the situation was putting that on hold for the moment. Nevertheless, even with his wand drawn it was fairly obvious that he was not one of the possessed, given the terrified expression on his face and his ghostly pallor.
WhatdoIdo? WhatdoIdo? WhatdoIdo?
Panic panic panic was in danger of happening.
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Rylee smiled brightly at Dorian. "Everything! Do you reckon we could check out everything before it's time to go?" Clearly this was her way of saying she had no idea what she wanted to do or where she wanted to go. All she knew was she wanted to see all there was to see and do all there was to do. If it was something fun, count her in. If it wasn't fun... well she might just go anyhow because why not? "We can stick together and see where we end up?" Being on a trip was always much enjoyable with friends.
"Thank you!," Rylee chirped happily accepting the ice cream sample from the nice women shopkeeper (Moira). The ice cream looked soooooo yummy. Just as she brought the little spoon to her mouth for her first taste there was a loud screeching sound startled her, straight up into the air her ice cream went only to come right back down at her feet splattering her shoes and clothing.. and maybe her hair as she gasped in surprised. Wide bright blue eyes quickly spotted the bus that seemed to be the reason for the sound. "Whoa.... what was that about?" she whispered glancing sideways at Dorian as the bus sped off again like nothing happened.
Huh? What was going on here? There was a lot of shouting and confusion. Several students pulling out their wands? They weren't supposed to do that, not outside of school, not in front of muggles! Rylee was in a clear state of confusion, her ice cream long forgotten. Before she could really grasp what was going on Dorian was taking off running towards the professors so she did the only thing she could think of right then. Rylee followed him.
"Dorian! Wait for me!" she shouted chasing after him.
Rylee made it only about half-way before her running halted to a slow walk. Bright blue eyes losing all trace of the happiness that was normal there to appear dull and blank. "Expose the inequality... end the struggle.." she muttered soft and slow repeatedly. Her hand moved to unzip her bag and tug out her wand that had been tucked away safely inside. "Expose the inequality..."
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HE SAW THAT!
HE. SAW. THAT!
Since, you know, his eyes were completely fixated on the American professors and stuff.
But he saw the Potions Master move to get something from his pocket. He saw the small box. He saw him blowing out the imaginary birthday candles but, obviously, was too far to see anything be blown from the box on to his Muggle Studies professor. Though MAYBE there was a slight glittery texture as the light caught some of the powder in the air, but it was hardly noticeable from his angle. BUT HE SAW EVERYTHING ELSE!
"What do you think THAT was about? That box?" he asked the group around him idly as his bright blues continued to follow the twins as they moved about. So he entirely missed the Muggle Studies professor's movements. And he just BARELY heard Jessa saying that she was feeling funny - WAS IT THE ICE CREAM?! - and it was not until THOSE WORDS were being uttered by his Ravenclaw best friend that his attention was pulled from the Duo of Doom. "J-Jessa?"
The Hufflepuff's eyes widened and dilated as a sudden chill swept through him, as if a cold wind were slicing through his beater's build like a hot knife through butter. And then the chorus of chanting increased voice by voice around him....and then Jessa was reaching for her wand and Derf instinctively moved to grab her hand to try and steady it. "JESSA?"
Only then he too felt odd. It was a peculiar sort of numbing feeling. The sort that made it feel like his eyelids were being tugged shut while still remaining open, sorta like he was dreary only WIDE awake. And then he found himself stepping back away from his friend and his own hand pulling out his own wand. Those words, that chant, it was like a fwooper's song slowly driving him mad and drowning out all other sound. Though somewhere in the distance he did hear Professor Vance telling them all to run and then asking the librarian to send a patronus of his own (Derf briefly reckoned she was too shaken up seeing her students like this to be able to send one for herself since she did have quite the delicate disposition)...but it was a warning far too late.
"Ex...po...se..." he stammered, his own eyes widening before turning a bit fo a muddy blue, staring vacantly ahead and THROUGH Abey. "..the In...equal...ity..." And then all semblance of the fifteen year old that was known as Derfael Mitchell Ashburry-Hawthrone was gone - the curious twinkle in his eyes and mischievous twitch to the corners of his lips....gone. He could have been standing directly in front of a Chinese Fireball and he wouldn't flinch. "End the struggle....Expose the inequality...end the struggle..."
Over and over and over again as his wand was drawn from his pocket and, with it, Scamander who had taken to curling up around it in his slumber. Only as soon as the warty newt was exposed to the light, and its crest catching the hem of Derf's pocket, it lost it's hold on the spruce wand and fell to the ground by the Hufflepuff's foot with an uncomfortable splat.
"Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle..."
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Boring people were boring, whether they were Wizards or Muggles. Matt rolled his eyes at all the boringness and moved on and away from that lot because he had already had enough of boredom the past year to last him a lifetime. When were NEWTs going to be done and over with again?
The Gryffindor took a sample from the ice cream Muggle lady and was happy with it. He did chuckle at the conversations he heard between Muggles and his fellow magical students and he couldn't help but be extremely amused at how some of them didn't really know how to act the-Muggle-way properly. What a sight to see, bwahaha!
As Matt was getting a proper ice cream from the counter, he heard a massive screech he recognised as tires coming to a halt rather dramatically, and then a series of horn beeps that were sure to annoy pretty much everyone. He bet one of the kids from Hogwarts had nearly gotten run over, not being used to vehicles and such. Sheesh.
After paying for his ice cream, the boy stepped outside with his cone in hand, he looked around at the commotion, but... there was no actual vehicle anywhere to be seen anymore and people seemed to be going about their business again. He shrugged, supposing it all had been sorted out quickly because it was very likely he was right: it had only been a silly kid running to the middle of the street or something.
All good, everybody alive. He didn't care then. OFF to the clock tower he was!
It was only when he took a few steps towards the building that he started hearing the chanting murmur. The seventh year frowned and looked around to see... a LOT of his fellow students repeating those stupid sentences that had been written everywhere in the school and... starting to get their wands out. In front of Muggles. While looking like they were in some sort of trance.
Whoa. Not good. Not good at ALL.
WHERE THE HELL WERE HIS SIBLINGS?? They'd better be SAFE because Matt was going to kill them if they weren't. His heart racing, he dropped his ice cream and had no option but to draw his own wand out, keeping it as hidden as he could but also CONSTANT VIGILANCE because that seemed like no joke.
His face grew warm and he could hear his heart pounding in his ears because he couldn't locate either of his siblings, but he still tried his best to keep calm. Did he trust them to keep safe by themselves? Kind of. Not really, no. At least not Anna. Ollie had better be looking after her.
He looked around once again and noticed Hattie the Hufflepuff speaking normally to a professor who also looked like she was still acting normal. He moved that way, wand still in hand and never turning his back to any of the... 'possessed' kids. "What the hell's happening??" He asked in a hushed yet irritated tone, still looking around trying to spot either of the other Meriwethers.
The ones under some sort of Dark Magic seemed to be only chanting at the moment and not really attacking or casting any kind of spells - yet? - so Matt chose not to do act with any magic just yet. They were surrounded by flipping Muggles after all and it would take a lot of time to erase all of their memories. Although... something would already need to be done about that anyway because whatever was happening was already strange enough.
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Dufftown. Vi had lost track of the days (probably driven by walling herself up in the library behind a wall of books so that no one could disturb her study) and was ready to head to the Great Lake when she remembered the trip to Dufftown! Ooh! She should go check that out. Maybe Ace had already headed there. She’d see when she got there.
So with that, she followed the group and found herself standing right behind Matt Solo. Just her luck, hey? She still was a little upset about the incident in the Forest. Folding her arms, she pursed her lips and slowed down her pace a little to enjoy the atmosphere. Ooh ice cream! No, no, she had to be good. It was almost summertime and she needed to stay in shape. One ice cream would lead her down a slippery slope of wanting more ice cream. Vi needed to distract herself. Hmmm... Her eyes wandered, trying to spot familiar faces. Oh yes. There were many people here. And then all of a sudden something changed. It was a very subtle change. She didn’t know what caused it but it made the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stand up, sending a shiver down her spine. And then students were proclaiming the dreaded words.
Expose the inequality.
Kitty Valentine’s face flashed in her mind. That was slowly followed by the scene from Hogsmeade where Flynn and her were trying to help a Ravenclaw out. The hawk.
Vi frowned. Not this again. She glanced around and found Vivian, Skylar, and Kye. Oh Merlin. Vivian. Not the Slytherin Prefect... And now the Hufflepuff Prefect? Derf!! She frowned and then began looking for someone who wasn’t affected. She kept on walking, looking for someone- anyone.... Solo! He was normal. So was Professor Vance! And Hattie too! “What’s happening? Who’s controlling them? Or maybe what?” Rylee? Her heart surged with happiness to see the little Gryffindor and then halted when she heard the girl speak those words. No! Not little Rylee too. Not one of her cubs. Someone was going to pay for this.
So they were and Vi Holden began laying out her plan until she saw Skylar. “Sky! Hey!” she beamed, waving at her friend and then bam! She had run into someone. Whoops. Fortunately this graVity girl didn’t fall over- she managed to regain her balance. Heh. Nice. One small victory. “Whoops... sorry, wasn’t paying attention,” she chuckled with a small grin. “Kind of got distracted by all this...”
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She looked to make sure Max was alright she glanced back at that bus. "Maybe something was wrong with him." Her grip on his arm was a bit tighter than it probably should have been, but she wasn't taking any chances. She turned and smiled though through everything, "Wasn't there a castle we were going to go see?"
Before he could answer a few things started to happen. What were they all saying? She looked around to classmates and it wasn't long before she realized it was some of the same things that the possessed kids did. Her wand was in her hand, but for now, she kept her hand in her pocket. "Max I think we need a shield around us." Though she probably should make sure he wasn't doing the same thing, not letting her grip leave him she looked at him and then back at the square.
"Professor I think you should maybe hurry up on that help!" The muggles were beginning to stare and this was going to be a disaster if wands started going. Without thinking she started backing up and hopefully taking Max with her. Not leaving completely but giving some space between them and the wands that were beginning to show.
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All of sudden, she heard a tire screeching. Merlin, what on earth was happened? Diandra turned her back and saw a rogue bus slammed to a stop. Okay. The Hufflepuff didn't feel like that was strange and well... probably was just a common mistake even though she noticed that there were no other big vehicle passing this road. For a moment, she wanted to continue her sightseeing but then her mind told her to find the other Hogwarts students and did a little help if they needed.
Coming a little bit closer, she noticed something weird. What in the world was happening? Some students suddenly had a blank expression and muttering something like a chant. Hold on, that kind of sound familiar! Diandra was sure she had heard about this and rumors behind it at Hogwarts, but she wasn't a type of person who believed in those until now that she's currently witnessing it.
Oh, no! Not Derf too!
Her heart started aching seeing him was also being involved with this curse. Was there any way that she should do now? Particularly to save this Hufflepuff prefect because Diandra cared about him. Perhaps she could cast something but they're in muggle community and... well, even though some of these cursed (?) students had shown off their wand. Merlin, everything was so chaotic with the chanting and panicking. She heard Professor Vance asked the Astronomy professor to send a patronus for a help or something. Oh well, they could do that... Couldn't they?
"Derfael!" She shouted his name as Diandra put her hands on his arm and shook him. This probably wouldn't help at all but.... who knew? "Derf? Derf?!! Look at me.." She kept shaking and calling him. Please, wake up and be conscious Derf...
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She had been making light of the crazy bus driver, and vaguely recalled Professor Stewart starting to cough nearby. She had turned to see what happened, missing the twins, and was unable to see what was happening all around her. She felt Vivian holding her wrist tightly, and then she looked at her friend as the grasp loosened. A blank stare that Kye could never imagine appearing on Vivi's face had done so and she began to speak.
Speak.
Right?
She didn't process anything more before she fell under as well. As if hypnotized, Kye's eyes went out of focus. Embarrassingly slowly, the new sensation took over. She twitched briefly, but the inner battle had already been lost. Immediately, she felt as though a different Kye had entered her body. She felt the same as she had the day she painted the Great Hall. She wasn't in control. She no longer recognized Sky or Vivi next to her, or even the other students who had started chanting. The phrase was the clearest thing in her mind. There was nothing else. No castles. No boys. No Muggles. No bus. Only one thing was important now.
"Expose the inequality. End the struggle." She said in almost a whisper. She repeated herself, slowly getting louder. "Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle. Expose the inequality. End the struggle."
She stared ahead, not really taking in any of her surroundings. Not at all aware of her hand slowly reaching towards her pocket.
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Kalen still had his hands in his pockets, but his stride had slowed down to a near snails pace as he waited for Kaysha to agree to come with them. Maybe she didn’t want to leave the kids alone? Kalen glanced around one more time and moved his head to indicate their way. “They will be fine, and the last thing they want is their Professors hovering around.” He was trying to reassure his colleague that everything would be okay.
Famous last words maybe?
For no sooner than he had said them a bus came careening down the street and Kalen was instantly on guard, for the laid back teacher, he suddenly felt a strong urge to gather everyone to make sure they were okay! Now who was being protective?
He turned to Laurel“Should we go check on them?” He asked her softly, perhaps it was his healer brother rubbing off on him, whatever it was, he wanted to make sure no student was harmed.
But his question was never answered for suddenly Kay started to act a little weird. They were standing next to her and all. And wait.. were those the twin teachers from Ilvermorny?
Kalen ran a hand through his dark hair as his fellow professor took out a bag filled with stuff.. And.. Wait was that his book? Kalen had been looking for that everywhere since it has disappeared the term before! Inconspicuously of course, lest he cause any panic.
And then before he could blink, kids were starting to take out their Wands and chant!
Merlin!
Okay! Calm head.. He looked down at Laurel as she spoke and he nodded. “I’m on it.” And he too took out his wand because well, they were already exposed.. and a monarch butterfly shot out of his wand and headed towards Hogwarts.
He looked down at Hattie, the odds of any of the students obeying him were slim, but he had to try. “Any student who can hear the sound of my voice, please gather near Laurel and I! Bring a chanting student if you can, but if not we will take care of them.”
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Previously possessed kiddos and those that want to join in on the chaos are now possessed (thanks to Kay). Actions to be RPed by the possessed: blank stares, quietly muttering the cult slogan- ''EXPOSE THE INEQUALITY" or "END THE STRUGGLE'', kiddos slowly revealing their wands. Have fun! 
