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On the Grounds just at the edge of the Forbidden Forest stands a hut which have been the home to many Groundskeepers over the years. Although keeping most of its original exterior, its current resident, Mr. Baldvinsson has added a few things to make himself feel more at home. Dangling in the wind above the door hangs feathers, a few ancient blow horns and some runes for protection. Mind your head.
Once the Groundskeeper have let you in, you are met by a large wooden table in the center of the room where you may take a seat and listen to a story or two. You’ll see no photographs of people but of that of wide, white landscapes, mountains and icy blue water that makes the Great Lake resemble a pond. Except for a small kitchen and a generous sized bed in the corner, the walls of the hut is lined with shelves of old artifacts such as bones, runes, mysterious looking tools and books with titles in foreign Nordic languages.
Please do not touch any of the ancient artifacts that Mr. Baldvinsson has collected over the years. If you wish to take a closer look, ask and if you’re lucky; you may get to know how Mr. Baldvinsson came across said object.
Whether it’s curiosity, seeking advice or just dropping in for a cup of tea, Mr. Baldvinsson enjoys visitors. Knock, take a seat on the bench right next to the door and he will be with you shortly. If not inside, he’s probably out making sure no students wander off into the Forbidden Forest.
Please post your character knocking on the door and we will let you in as soon as possible!
Even with all of the other things going on this term Juniper had something on her mind. It wasn’t something that was terribly important. Well It was important to her at least. Something that wouldn’t even matter to a normal person. Or maybe it did matter to people. But Juni was like a hundred percent petty about this. She knew it, but she didn’t care.
Since she had just finished her Herbology lesson. Instead of heading back to the castle she found her way heading to Mr. Baldvinsson's hut. Seeing that that was who she needed to ask this question to. As she got too hut she knocked on the door and waited for an answer.
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SPOILER!!: Juni
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Originally Posted by SarcasticStrawberry
Even with all of the other things going on this term Juniper had something on her mind. It wasn’t something that was terribly important. Well It was important to her at least. Something that wouldn’t even matter to a normal person. Or maybe it did matter to people. But Juni was like a hundred percent petty about this. She knew it, but she didn’t care.
Since she had just finished her Herbology lesson. Instead of heading back to the castle she found her way heading to Mr. Baldvinsson's hut. Seeing that that was who she needed to ask this question to. As she got too hut she knocked on the door and waited for an answer.
Haraldur never showed up for the S.O.R.E exercises, officially because of his bad knee and unofficially because he was rebelling. Clearly. After breakfast, he had retreated back into his hut to finish up on some lesson planning and grading. He leaned forward in his chair about to dip his quill in the ink when there was a knock on the door.
He reeeeeeeeally hoped it wasn't someone who disagreed with his latest lesson. Suspicious, he looked over at the door. He could always pretend he wasn't in but what if it was a student? He dropped his quill back down. "Come in!" He wasn't about to go all the way over there to open the door if it turned out to be the Headmaster.
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Zoryn marched all the way down to Coach B's hut with a deep frown etched onto her face. In one hand she held a copy of the stupid Quidditch roster (so tightly that it'd probably start disintegrating in her hold) and the other hand was balled up into a fist.
And, boy, the way she knocked on his door... It was like she was trying to bring the whole hut down by force.
There were plenty of things right with the roster. Like Théo for Chaser. Abra for seeker. Zoryn for beater, duh. But there was a VERY horrible mistake made. A make it or break it sort of mistake.
Wonder what this place would look like if it were on fire.
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Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!
Haraldur never showed up for the S.O.R.E exercises, officially because of his bad knee and unofficially because he was rebelling. Clearly. After breakfast, he had retreated back into his hut to finish up on some lesson planning and grading. He leaned forward in his chair about to dip his quill in the ink when there was a knock on the door.
He reeeeeeeeally hoped it wasn't someone who disagreed with his latest lesson. Suspicious, he looked over at the door. He could always pretend he wasn't in but what if it was a student? He dropped his quill back down. "Come in!" He wasn't about to go all the way over there to open the door if it turned out to be the Headmaster.
Hopefully he was there, and this little detour wasn’t all for nothing. But with the time of day she was sure that he was in his hut. Not that she knew his schedule or his daily routine. That would be weird, right?
Was anyone home?
Oh… guess that answered her question. Helllo. Pushing the door open so she could go in. ”Hello Professor Baldvinsson… Umm do you have a minute I have a question.” Again it wasn’t an important, except for to her. But it was something that she wanted to clarify.
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Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Bread!
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She wasn't out of the castle without supervision, no Chloe McCarthy was not going to be the rebellious type, but the small little second year had been outside and she had not really been sure where she was going, but soon found herself on the steps of one of her favorite adults of the school.
Her little hand went up to knock and then she stopped, what was she even doing here? Why would she come to talk to him at all?
Her shoulders dropped in a defeating way as she told herself she shouldn't be a waste of his time and that her dumbness wasn't his issues, but she couldn't get herself to head back to the castle. The Castle was a scary place for her anymore and not because of attacking creatures or ghost, no it was scary because of the adults in there.
So instead of heading back to the castle the blonde sat down on the step of the hut and pulled her knees up to her chest. Maybe she could shrink small enough that no one would realize she was there.
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