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After the disastrous session on dive & pull up, Flying lessons regained some semblance of normality: all students were taught various flight techniques and manoeuvres, with anti-Muggle sentiments occasionally and reluctantly expressed by Mr Aguilar to avoid the inquisitorial squad's wrath.
Things were to change in this lesson, following a particularly painful meeting the Flying Instructor had with Headmaster Rosier.
Muggle-born students were informed that they will be provided special broomsticks in class. As you enter the Training Grounds, you notice some old brooms placed on the ground. They have rough splinters at the end and unvarnished handles - they look even older and less cared for than the ancient school brooms. Just as you wonder if it’s even possible to fly on these brooms, you see that Mr Aguilar is sweeping the ground with one. He does not look up from his sweeping, but quietly notifies all arriving students to sit on the ground.
Speaking of the ground, it is verrrrry soft and warm, thanks to the multiple cushioning charms and heating spells in place.
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Another flying lesson and Faye was a little worried for what it would entail. But not allowing herself to show any sign of concern as the Professor had begun the lesson, taking note of the poorly cared for brooms as well the broom the Professor was sweeping with. Raising an eyebrow as she listened when he asked his first question.
Taking a moment to think as she heard other students begin to answer. When it was her turn she made sure to speak clearly. "Well for one Professor, non-magical brooms are not made to be used for flying, plus they would likely be too thin to support ones weight..So probably best to keep using them for cleaning pruposes.."
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As much as Bernadette wondered what Aguilar meant by face punishment, and regardless of how much fun she was having pretending to be an actress with Emmerson.... well, she would sit down. She flopped down again and pretended to be hanging off every word Aguilar said.
Er, maybe she wasn't pretending with that part.
"Muggle brooms are for Muggles and Muggleborns," Bernie answered stuffily, managing to keep a straight face this time, "and wizard brooms are ONLY for wizards. That's the law."
It wasn't (probably) but hey. Enjoy the answer, Aguilar.
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Quinn wasn't excited for this lesson, and that was before he even saw the splintered brooms. After the deflating pool incident he was a bit traumatized about flying lessons, but he guessed he wouldn't have to do any flying this time given the horrid looking Muggle brooms, and that was something, at least.
He wasn't going to grace this question with an answer. He was tired of answering leading questions about how disgusting and horrible he was. He picked at the grass as he listened to his peers berate him with indirect insults—he knew they didn't mean them (at least, most of them didn't), but it was still disheartening.
Delaney listened carefully as the lesson began and had to remind herself, as she did for every lesson, that she needed to maintain an anti-muggle agenda. She had come to the realization the past few months that almost all of her classmates and professors were all playing a part and Delaney would do well to remember that.
"Magical brooms are made specifically for flying," Delaney state, going for the most obvious answer, "I mean our brooms our viewed as a mode of transportation and designed as such whereas muggle brooms have very simple and uncomplicated design because they're used for simple tasks."
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Atlas tended to look forward to Flying lessons...but then he always felt BAD about looking forward to Flying lessons considering the biased treatment. He felt selfish for always getting a broom, an at least half decent one, from the school supplies and guilty for being happy that he had a broom. It was really doing a lot to his psyche. This whole term was doing a lot to it, to be honest.
So Atlas has been pretty mellow as he made his way down and during the initial pleasantries of arrival and...whatever it was that Emmerson and Bernie were trying to accomplish. Had he snorted back a laugh at Professor Aguilar's response? .....yes. Absolutely he had.
Tugging on a loose thread on his badge yet again (someone had helped him stich it back on since the last time he had pulled it loose), the first year had stood among the group waiting for things to kick off...and once they had he felt his stomach twist and his shoulders deflated a bit. He...really didn't want to talk about this, not in this light. Especially when his first thoughts were that muggle brooms were better at cleaning than magical ones. But, after a few baited breaths, he raised his hand to offer up a bit of something.
"...magical broomsticks...have their own personalities...in a way. Kind of semi-sentient...muggle broomsticks are not. They are entirely inanimate in every way."
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Tom had been listening very carefully to the question and he wasn't sure what to make of it, flying lessons sometimes could be fun, but in other times it could be strange, especially when flying brooms. He raised his hand and smiled. 'Professor, non magic folks use brooms to sweep up and clean up messes whilst we fly on them.'
Aguilar could think what he wanted to about his face but Claudine still found it nice to stare look at. Listen, she felt guilty because of Heath but surely the Ravenclaw would figure it was just a schoolgirl crush going on here. Still, Claudine couldn’t resist side glancing at Aguilar and his jumpiness. Oh yes. She had noticed that and couldn’t blame the man.
When the lesson got off to a start, Claudine was not at all surprised to hear the professor lead off with the ‘superiority of witches and wizards’. Really, this whole concept was getting old and boring but she knew she had to play along if she wanted to live. There could be Hoods listening to their responses right now. The thought made her anxiety rear up slightly.
Up went her hand. “Well, for one, regular brooms aren’t enchanted with certain spells. Like the Cushioning Charm.’’ Was it a coincidence the ground was enchanted with that exact Charm?
“Correct, because Muggles are not gifted with the ability to enchant their brooms,” Aguilar nodded uneasily. Claudine’s answer was perfectly true, but perhaps too neutral, which was why he added the comment about Muggle incompetence.
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Ash nodded at Claudine and Eden. She smiled once at them, before continuing to look like an emotionless robot. "Muggle broomsticks are only for cleaning and smacking people. Wizard brooms are for actual cool stuff, like flying." Nothing in her voice showed any opinion on what she had just said. Interest, happiness, belief, hatred. Her thoughts did though. Her first thought was, that muggle broomstick must be from like, the dark ages."Also, modern muggle brooms are more likely to be made of plastic than... those weird ones from like, a million years ago or our broomsticks now." Seriously, though? That was what wizards thought that muggles swept the floor with? Ridiculous. She looked at the sky contemptuously and angrily, another slip of emotion. How do you look to the sky contemptuously? uhhhh.... well, Ash was doing it, so it must be possible. She entertained thoughts of hitting Rosier in the face with a muggle broomstick from the 1500s. It was, as stated, entertaining.
“Yes … lowly purposes and unnatural materials,” he summarised, giving Ashley a warning look. Her first response was sufficiently anti-Muggle, but referring to magical broomsticks as “weird” could be very dangerous.
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Despite the continued Flying lessons that she had attended after the first disastrous one, Lia was still much more cautious when on a broom. She kept a much closer eye on anyone that was even remotely close to her while in the air. No more collisions were needed.
With a borrowed school broom in hand, the first year made her way towards Professor Aguilar and her fellow peers. Why was... he sweeping? Dahlia tilted her head slightly, in mild confusion, her eyes asking the questions she wasn't going to voice out loud.
"Hello, Professor," she greeted softly with a small hint of a smile. She sat down quietly on the ground, taking note of how soft it was, setting the broom down at her side.
Dahlia's nose wrinkled up a little bit as she listened to Aguilar begin the lesson. The difference between muggle and magical brooms. There was a few obvious answers that came to mind. Lia raised her hand before giving her answer. "Well magical brooms are made from various types of wood and like Ash mentioned already, muggle brooms could be made from different materials."
Despite his reluctance to continue this discussion on the inferiority of Muggles, Dahlia’s reply - well, the first half of it - cheered him up. Aguilar loved talking about broom development! “Good. The best magical brooms like the Nimbus and Firebolt models have ebony or mahogany handles, with tails made of birch or hazel depending on customer preference. Birch tends to give an advantage in speed, hazel would be better if you want a more precise turn.” Yes, he was absolutely droning on about this because he did not want to repeat how lame Muggles were.
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Since that ill-fated dive-and-pull-up lesson earlier in the term, Flying had shot to the top of Heath’s “Most Likely to Drop After OWLs” list. That meant he still had several months of flying lessons left, assuming he didn’t get blasted out of the sky and die before then. Although nothing weird had happened since that lesson, he couldn’t shake the feeling that it wouldn’t last. That feeling had been all but confirmed when he’d arrived to see those splintery brooms on the ground. Let me guess, the hood brood got tired of using their wands to blast students out of the sky, so now they’ve bewitched those brooms to do it for them? He thought darkly. Then another, even scarier thought occurred to him. Would that treatment eventually extend to halfbloods like him?
He had just enough time to greet the professor and sit on the ground near Claudine and several other students before the lesson began. He looked to the professor, listening intently, and his mood instantly deteriorated. He already knew that muggles - and thus, half of himself - were considered inferior to wizards! There was no need to keep reminding him. Despite his thoughts, no sign of his emotions showed on his face as he considered the question.
The obvious answer was that magical brooms were charmed to fly, but that seemed a little too obvious to satisfy any hoods that might be spying. Better think of something else, just to be safe! Heath’s dark eyes darted from the school broom in his hand to the muggle brooms on the ground, and he noticed differences in their appearances. His hand went up, and he said, “Magical brooms are designed to be aerodynamic, so they look a bit different from muggle brooms. For example, this broom’s twigs are smoother and more compact than a muggle broom.” He held up the school broom to demonstrate his point.
Another correct, neutral answer that allowed him to comment on broom design rather than Muggle inferiority. “Very good, Mr Jones. Since you used the tail as an example, I’d like to add that twigs in magical brooms are individually selected from magical wood and refined very carefully to achieve aerodynamic perfection. Whereas, uh, Muggle brooms are put together roughly.” He nodded at the school broom, which was not perfect but still beautiful in his eyes.
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"Or metal," Violet chimed in. "And Muggle brooms are often cheap and mass-produced on machines, whereas magical brooms are handcrafted."
“Racing brooms are mass produced too, by companies like Cleansweep and Nimbus, though not on the, er, ugly machines that Muggles use.” Aguilar said. Why magical brooms were still so costly despite being manufactured in large quantities was a mystery to him.
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Was that hunk of twigs supposed to be a muggle broom? Ashley had made a good point - nobody Eden knew swept up their mess with a broom like the one Aguilar was using.
In fact, it seemed like a pretty wizard-made broom to her. Not for flying, of course - no, it seemed like the kind of broom somebody who literally enslaved an entire species because they couldn't be bothered to sweep up after themselves would come up with.
She couldn't give that answer or she'd be in Paintown, U.K, so she frowned at the pitiful brooms the muggleborns were no-doubt meant to use and thought of a different answer. "I agree with Ashley, sir. Muggles use brooms with smooth handles and nicer bristles. But muggle parents have been known to dole out a smack with a broom - a barbaric practice, indeed." She was really struggling to not be sarcastic, but at least that last part was genuine. Broom handles hurt.
"Muggle brooms are used for cleaning up messes. Since magical folk were super-duper-smart and powerful and thought of the idea of enslaving house elves to do their chores, they use their brooms to fly places and play sports. Their brooms are much nicer than the muggle kind, too. "
She held Aguilar's gaze for a moment before returning to picking at grass.
Yes, the brooms he found in the cleaning cupboard were ancient - they must have been used for centuries. “Indeed. The, um, super-duper smart and powerful magical folk also use neat charms and potions instead of brooms to clean.” So much sarcasm in this child. He hoped she would refrain from saying anything that could provoke the alliance.
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‘Please sit down’ was not an answer to his question. Minjae continued to wait with his arms folded over each other before he sighed and gave up. ”Fine” he said with a roll of his eyes and sat down next to Mamie.
Superiority over non-magical people. Minjae nearly snorted but refrained from doing so. He understood what the Neo Alliance was trying to make them do. Brainwash them with anti-muggle propaganda in to letting them believe that they were , as the professor just called it, superior.
”The main difference is that most muggles don't even use brooms like that , they use a vacuum cleaner or a roomba” Did all magical folk still believed that muggles used a broom? Everything was robotic these days , far Superior than what they had here. Except for the fact that magical brooms could fly.
Oh wait, he was supposed to be “anti-muggle” . ”What i meant was ,Muggles had to resort to getting help by making their brooms robotic because they were too lazy to do any of the work on their own. While we made good use of our brooms and worked hard to make them fly which is far more 'superior' ” there. good enough?
Aguilar appreciated Minjae’s effort to comply with the new anti-Muggle ways, but laziness was NOT a good approach, since witches and wizards were like, the laziest. ever. That logic never worked. “ … So Muggles converted their brooms into artificial monsters, while magical people preserved the old and improved upon them.”
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If she had known her puppy dog eyes would just make Aguilar feel bad, she probably would have tried looking less pathetic. But she really wanted to fly today, and apparently the brooms for Muggleborns were not of the flying variety.
Mamie had never seen a broom made out of wood, ever, before she came to Hogwarts. She fully agreed with all her fellow Muggleborn classmates who were trying to gently point out that "even" Muggles could grow and develop new technologies, like cleaning robots.
But if she was just going off these "Muggle" brooms, versus the actual brooms for flying...Mamie's hand went up.
"Muggle brooms are useless when there's any sort of water, because the wood gets all gross and moldy," she said. "But we wizards--" Yes, she, a Muggle-born, was grouping herself in with the purebloods. She bet she could fly better than some of them, by now. Especially those who were literally trying to ditch class-- " have brooms that can withstand water, so you can fly in the rain." Mamie had never flown in the rain. Maybe she needed to talk to Aguilar about that.
Mamie’s emphasis on “we wizards” made him smile. He too was Muggle-born, and it seemed that he no longer had the courage to call himself a true wizard. “Yes, Muggle brooms are weak and easily get dirty.” This was a fact, really.
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Ivy didn't like the look of those awful, ancient-looking brooms. Their presence here didn't bode well for this lesson.
But she tried to ignore them for now. She was sure they'd find out what those were for - or maybe, who they were for - soon enough.
"Wizards have developed a lot of different kinds of brooms over the years," she said, raising her hand. "Firebolts, Comets, Nimbuses... Wizards constantly improve and innovate. But Muggle brooms are just brooms. Just boring and...not creative at all." Not that they needed to be creative or cool. They were just brooms.
“Broom development is a huge business. Wizards are constantly researching ways to improve a broom’s appearance, balance, precision, speed and safety.” Aguilar nodded at Ivy. But like Minjae said, Muggles also did some pretty awesome things with their cleaning tools.
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Another flying lesson and Faye was a little worried for what it would entail. But not allowing herself to show any sign of concern as the Professor had begun the lesson, taking note of the poorly cared for brooms as well the broom the Professor was sweeping with. Raising an eyebrow as she listened when he asked his first question.
Taking a moment to think as she heard other students begin to answer. When it was her turn she made sure to speak clearly. "Well for one Professor, non-magical brooms are not made to be used for flying, plus they would likely be too thin to support ones weight..So probably best to keep using them for cleaning pruposes.."
“Yes … best keep them for their lowly purposes,” he let out a small sigh. He hated the subtext in this discussion: best keep Muggles and Muggle-borns where they belong.
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As much as Bernadette wondered what Aguilar meant by face punishment, and regardless of how much fun she was having pretending to be an actress with Emmerson.... well, she would sit down. She flopped down again and pretended to be hanging off every word Aguilar said.
Er, maybe she wasn't pretending with that part.
"Muggle brooms are for Muggles and Muggleborns," Bernie answered stuffily, managing to keep a straight face this time, "and wizard brooms are ONLY for wizards. That's the law."
It wasn't (probably) but hey. Enjoy the answer, Aguilar.
Bernadette always had interesting ideas to offer, so Aguilar was glad she was staying and participating. By the law, he assumed she meant the statute of secrecy. “The law that forces wizards to hide their powers will soon be … repealed,” that was what the alliance wanted, right? “but yes, wizard brooms will only be for wizards.”
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Quinn wasn't excited for this lesson, and that was before he even saw the splintered brooms. After the deflating pool incident he was a bit traumatized about flying lessons, but he guessed he wouldn't have to do any flying this time given the horrid looking Muggle brooms, and that was something, at least.
He wasn't going to grace this question with an answer. He was tired of answering leading questions about how disgusting and horrible he was. He picked at the grass as he listened to his peers berate him with indirect insults—he knew they didn't mean them (at least, most of them didn't), but it was still disheartening.
The last thing Aguilar wanted to do was ASK these leading questions. He imagined it would be worse for young students to hear over and over again that the things and people they love are worthless. He gave Quinn a sympathetic look before moving on.
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Delaney listened carefully as the lesson began and had to remind herself, as she did for every lesson, that she needed to maintain an anti-muggle agenda. She had come to the realization the past few months that almost all of her classmates and professors were all playing a part and Delaney would do well to remember that.
"Magical brooms are made specifically for flying," Delaney state, going for the most obvious answer, "I mean our brooms our viewed as a mode of transportation and designed as such whereas muggle brooms have very simple and uncomplicated design because they're used for simple tasks."
“It is a representation of how simple Muggles think compared to witches and wizards,” he lied. If Delaney knew anything about Muggle technology, she would understand that what he said was far from true.
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Atlas tended to look forward to Flying lessons...but then he always felt BAD about looking forward to Flying lessons considering the biased treatment. He felt selfish for always getting a broom, an at least half decent one, from the school supplies and guilty for being happy that he had a broom. It was really doing a lot to his psyche. This whole term was doing a lot to it, to be honest.
So Atlas has been pretty mellow as he made his way down and during the initial pleasantries of arrival and...whatever it was that Emmerson and Bernie were trying to accomplish. Had he snorted back a laugh at Professor Aguilar's response? .....yes. Absolutely he had.
Tugging on a loose thread on his badge yet again (someone had helped him stich it back on since the last time he had pulled it loose), the first year had stood among the group waiting for things to kick off...and once they had he felt his stomach twist and his shoulders deflated a bit. He...really didn't want to talk about this, not in this light. Especially when his first thoughts were that muggle brooms were better at cleaning than magical ones. But, after a few baited breaths, he raised his hand to offer up a bit of something.
"...magical broomsticks...have their own personalities...in a way. Kind of semi-sentient...muggle broomsticks are not. They are entirely inanimate in every way."
“Excellent, Mr Flamsteed. Magical broomsticks can tell if you are nervous or unwilling to fly.” Aguilar was impressed, but he had to inhale impatiently before continuing with the magic supremacy rhetoric, “They deserve respect, unlike mundane brooms.”
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Tom had been listening very carefully to the question and he wasn't sure what to make of it, flying lessons sometimes could be fun, but in other times it could be strange, especially when flying brooms. He raised his hand and smiled. 'Professor, non magic folks use brooms to sweep up and clean up messes whilst we fly on them.'
“Correct, Mr Simpson,” he nodded. A good summary of the difference in purpose.
That seriously drained his energy. Aguilar leaned on the broom (he would never have done this with his Nimbus 4000 in case he damaged the twigs), dreading what he had to say next.
“To summarise, non-magical brooms are inferior to magical brooms, in appearance, material, function and inherent value. In your answers, you explained, correctly, that this is ultimately because Muggles themselves are dirty, lazy and boring. You will not be surprised to hear that from now on, those born to Muggle parents will not be allowed to fly on magical broomsticks. Why do you think it is essential for ‘real’ witches and wizards to learn how to fly? And why do you think Muggle-borns do not deserve the joy of flying?”
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Ash was staring at Eden admiringly, so it was a little hard to hear the question. She absolutely loved this kid, ok? The courage, just... wow. There was a real potential for being close friends here. But the question was infinitely more depressing than some of these kids' answers. "Real witches and wizards deserve to fly, because all living humans should be able to fly. And the reason Muggle-borns can't fly is because they deserve to just be dead." What a flat tone, one accustomed to hearing nothing but demoralising garbage coming from others. "I understand already. Most of the world should die. Congratulations." This quiet statement was accompanied by a subtle eye roll. Why did the alliance need to reiterate it? They'd said it SO. MANY. TIMES. And Ashley Fox was not here for it. SHe got it. She was a horrible person and had stolen magic and everyone wanted to kill her. SHe'd picked up on that like months ago. Seriously though.... had they SEEN muggles use a broom like that in their ENTIRE LIFESPAN??? Those muggle brooms were old.
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Eden was pretty fond of Ashley, too. Not that their courage was working very well for either of them.
The first year wanted to crawl into the dirt at Aguilar's next question - so, of course, her stubbornness kicked in and she sat up even straighter. They could keep testing her. That's fine. She would keep on truckin', as her brother would say, and that was that.
And then Ashley, bless her, spoke. And Eden wanted so badly to laugh. Just deserve to be dead - really fantastic stuff. Eden decided to go ahead and hop on this train, and so she raised her hand and spoke, eyes making very accusatory eye contact at Aguilar even though her tone remained robot-flat like Ash's. "I think there is value in Ashley's anti-natalist approach." She gave herself a little pat on the back for that Ravenclaw vocabulary word. "Maybe we should all just die."
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Yes, Claudine knew that she should have added more about Muggles and their inferiorness but it wasn’t something she exactly could do easily. Maybe she’d put more energy into that shortly. Just the thought of it broke her spirit somewhat. Anyway. She took her time formulating a suitable response but couldn’t help staring at Ashley and Eden. They needed help if they were thinking that way.
Goodness. They sounded like her family, and the principles she herself had been raised on. Her hand went up. “Flying via broomsticks is in our blood, it’s like a talent, something which Muggleborns obviously don’t have. We should make use of that ‘talent’. Muggles are just fit for doing lame things like walking or using their stupid contraptions to get around.”
So, in other words, it's essential for magical folk to make full use of the abilities they were born with.
Quinn sighed. He knew that he would be using one of those nasty brooms. What were they even supposed to do with them, anyway? There was no way they could actually fly.
He still wasn't coming up with any responses. He felt really bad about a lot of things right now. And coming up with more reasons for why he sucked was at the bottom of his to-do list.
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Valencia idly used the corner of her robes to clean a smudge off of the handle of her broom. "Because it's in our blood." she said in a monotone voice.
The daughter of a muggleborn quidditch player who didn't even like flying all that much.
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Mamie wanted to just curl into a ball. Really? They weren't even going to get to handle real brooms? Why even come to flying class? They should have just said purebloods come to class, Muggleborns go sit in the dampest, grossest corner of the dungeon and think about how dirty you are.
But she'd seen what happened when people didn't contribute in other classes, so she raised a sad hand. "F....Flying saves a lot of time when traveling, if for some reason we--you're unable to use a faster form of magical transportation," she said as quickly as possible with forced enthusiasm. "Mm-Mu-Mu...Mudbloods don't have anything better to contribute, so it doesn't matter if they waste time traveling slower."
She blinked several times, and gulped back her fear. She'd gotten the terrible words out as soon as she could, she didn't want to dwell on what she was saying. But, like. She thought using the bad word would maybe get her some brownie points? With the Neo-Alliance Scary Hooded Folks? So maybe they'd let her fly if she made them think she agreed? Otherwise, the ground was still cozy. She could just lay in the dirt.
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Yeah, alright, it was all fun and games to dump on Muggles when it was lighthearted and not for serious but.... Aguilar was being rather serious now, and Bernie wasn't sure she could take it. It was just such blatant Muggle hate, and it sounded so wrong coming out of his pretty little mouth. Plus, he was Muggleborn himself, wasn't he? How could someone hate themselves like this? She knew he didn't, right, he was just saying things for the sake of... of... whatever, but also? A little part of her was starting to believe in this stuff. She was starting to really believe that she didn't deserve this or that....
"I don't think that way, not seriously," Bernie mumbled to herself, her cool eyes focused solely on a blade of grass in front of her, which she plucked and twirled between her thumb and index finger. "I think that's wrong."
There, she'd said it. The Goon Squad wasn't around to hear it anyway, so who cared? She cared, that's right. She had principles. To. Herself.
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Muggles were dirty, lazy and boring.
Minjae grabbed some of the grass beneath him, tucking them out of the ground with such force he might dig a hole. He reminded himself that he had seen The Hoods blow up the professor's broom as well and that the man was most likely a muggleborn too. So this must be just as awful for the Professor as it was for him. At least, he hoped it was that and he wasn't truly believing his own words...
And then his heart sank when he heard that those born to muggle parents would not be allowed to fly on magical brooms anymore. It fell even deeper upon hearing Ashley’s and Eden’s answer. He could hear the sarcasm coming from them both but even so, an eleven and twelve year old should not be speaking that way to begin with. No one should be speaking that way.
He hated how the Alliance was slowly making their way in to their heads and making them feel like they didn’t belong . Sometimes , the same thoughts happened to him. What if the Alliance was right? What if he was a stain to the magical society? But whenever he had thoughts like that, he was reminded of professor Schmoe’s words. ‘There’s always a place for you here’ This kept him going and was the main reason why he hadn’t succumbed to the manipulations yet. He was proud to be muggleborn. Scared, but proud.
”Who cares what th—“ he blurted out the words before he could stop them. It was the first time he had ever gone against a question in any of his classes and he immediately regretted it. He shut his mouth before anything dumb could come out. Luckily The Hoods weren't around.
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Real witches and wizards. It was 2104 and people were still spewing the Noseless Dark Lord's illogical rhetoric? Atlas was not exactly well verse with genetics, not his cup of tea and dad had read excerpts from his book on magical physics at bedtime every now and then, but to him this was such nonsense. You were either capable of performing magic or you were not.
...right?
He wanted to ask...but he also did not want to put Professor Aguilar in an uncomfortable position. So far ... the man had not seemed malicious in his intent and execution and was trying to remain neutral. Though, how could you remain neutral in times like this. His brain was going into a terrible spiral and overdrive because...that was precisely what he was trying to do too, right? And in attempting to remain neutral it ultimately meant he was siding with the Neo-Alliance...right?
...would Quinn come to hate him because of that? It was a thought he did not want to entertain but one that ultimately kept the Gryffindor silent through the next question with his head hanging between his shoulders, chin nearly touching his chest.
Why should they fly? It was probably some horrible reason like 'so they could literally look down upon those who could not' ... from a bird's eye view.
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“To summarise, non-magical brooms are inferior to magical brooms, in appearance, material, function and inherent value. In your answers, you explained, correctly, that this is ultimately because Muggles themselves are dirty, lazy and boring. You will not be surprised to hear that from now on, those born to Muggle parents will not be allowed to fly on magical broomsticks. Why do you think it is essential for ‘real’ witches and wizards to learn how to fly? And why do you think Muggle-borns do not deserve the joy of flying?”
Violet sat stunned, hoping her mouth wasn't hanging open. She could not believe the things the instructor was saying, and she could not believe that so many of her classmates gave those spiteful answers. Were they all really just doing a very good job of pretending, or was this how they really felt? Somehow she feared that at least some of them meant it. She hadn't ever noticed such blatant anti-Muggle sentiment in the school before; how long had some people been hiding it? And suddenly the teacher didn't look so handsome to her any more.
Violet glanced slightly around to see what her fellow students were doing. She felt she ought to make an attempt to answer the question, but for once, she had nothing to say.
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Dahlia was actually listening rather intently to Aguilar's reply to her own answer. Chances were high that she wasn't going to be a pro flier in years to come but that didn't stop her from wanting to learn more. Most knowledge was good knowledge to her. There might be a time one day when this information would prove valuable to her.
With everything she had seen, heard and been a part of since the start of term, it was still heartbreaking every single time anyone spoke badly about muggleborns. It didn't matter that she herself wasn't one but many of those around her were. Housemates, dorm mates and professors. She had muggle friends at home too. If she was hurting, they all had to be.
Blue eyes slowly moved to look at Ashley and Eden when they answered. Hearing the things they said made her feel, she prayed that they truly didn't feel that way. No one deserved to die. Quinn didn't even answer and neither did Atlas but the looks on her face made her stomach hurt. These lessons were getting harder and harder to handle.
Slowly Dahlia raised her hand and gave the most simplest of answers that she could possible come up with. "It's always how we traveled.. well other than aparation, flooing or portkeys. Those are much faster but not always easy. The view is really nice while flying too which could be why it's preferred at times." That was all. The remainder of the question wasn't going to be answered by her.
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It really was exhausting, this conflict she felt within herself in every single lesson this term. Hearing all these answers from herself and the other students and the professors just...did not get easier with time. Ivy tried to compartmentalize it all, tried to remind herself over and over that they were only doing this to survive. But that didn't make it any less awful and uncomfortable and infuriating.
She glanced around a little nervously. Some of the answers felt like they were walking a fine line of what was deemed "acceptable", and she feared the hooded creeps might be hidden, lurking in the shadows somewhere, ready to jump out at any moment to attack.
Merlin...she hated how anxious they constantly made her feel. Even when they weren't around, it felt like they were.
Half-heartedly, she raised her hand. "It's a big part of wizarding history. 'Real' witches and wizards have been flying on brooms for hundreds and hundreds of years, so it's important to keep passing that on to each generation."
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Ash was staring at Eden admiringly, so it was a little hard to hear the question. She absolutely loved this kid, ok? The courage, just... wow. There was a real potential for being close friends here. But the question was infinitely more depressing than some of these kids' answers. "Real witches and wizards deserve to fly, because all living humans should be able to fly. And the reason Muggle-borns can't fly is because they deserve to just be dead." What a flat tone, one accustomed to hearing nothing but demoralising garbage coming from others. "I understand already. Most of the world should die. Congratulations." This quiet statement was accompanied by a subtle eye roll. Why did the alliance need to reiterate it? They'd said it SO. MANY. TIMES. And Ashley Fox was not here for it. SHe got it. She was a horrible person and had stolen magic and everyone wanted to kill her. SHe'd picked up on that like months ago. Seriously though.... had they SEEN muggles use a broom like that in their ENTIRE LIFESPAN??? Those muggle brooms were old.
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Eden was pretty fond of Ashley, too. Not that their courage was working very well for either of them.
The first year wanted to crawl into the dirt at Aguilar's next question - so, of course, her stubbornness kicked in and she sat up even straighter. They could keep testing her. That's fine. She would keep on truckin', as her brother would say, and that was that.
And then Ashley, bless her, spoke. And Eden wanted so badly to laugh. Just deserve to be dead - really fantastic stuff. Eden decided to go ahead and hop on this train, and so she raised her hand and spoke, eyes making very accusatory eye contact at Aguilar even though her tone remained robot-flat like Ash's. "I think there is value in Ashley's anti-natalist approach." She gave herself a little pat on the back for that Ravenclaw vocabulary word. "Maybe we should all just die."
……
There were T E A R S in Camilo’s eyes. He slowly took a deep shaky breath and tried (and failed) to get rid of the stupid throat lump. Children saying that they deserved to die, in a tone that sounded like they truly believed it. It was enough to make anyone cry. Instead of commending them for providing what was probably the perfect answer for the Neo-Alliance, he cleared his throat and abruptly did a 180° turn so that he was facing away from the students.
Just needed a moment.
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Yes, Claudine knew that she should have added more about Muggles and their inferiorness but it wasn’t something she exactly could do easily. Maybe she’d put more energy into that shortly. Just the thought of it broke her spirit somewhat. Anyway. She took her time formulating a suitable response but couldn’t help staring at Ashley and Eden. They needed help if they were thinking that way.
Goodness. They sounded like her family, and the principles she herself had been raised on. Her hand went up. “Flying via broomsticks is in our blood, it’s like a talent, something which Muggleborns obviously don’t have. We should make use of that ‘talent’. Muggles are just fit for doing lame things like walking or using their stupid contraptions to get around.”
So, in other words, it's essential for magical folk to make full use of the abilities they were born with.
Okay. He was okay now.
Aguilar dried his eyes as inconspicuously as possible and turned back to listen to Claudine’s answer. She was doing a much better job of insulting Muggle-borns than before, which was a wise decision for her benefit. However, he was extremely fragile at this point and could not stop himself from letting her words affect him. Did he really lack the talent to fly, because of his heritage? He nodded at the Slytherin, perhaps in acceptance of his worthlessness.
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Quinn sighed. He knew that he would be using one of those nasty brooms. What were they even supposed to do with them, anyway? There was no way they could actually fly.
He still wasn't coming up with any responses. He felt really bad about a lot of things right now. And coming up with more reasons for why he sucked was at the bottom of his to-do list.
Quinn’s silence throughout this lesson was not surprising, but still concerning. He wanted to hear all the students speak, not because he was a tyrant who needed everyone to agree with pure-blood supremacy, but because he could get some understanding of their emotional state by listening to their answers and the ways they were said. At the moment, he did not know if Quinn was silently resisting, or accepting the insulting lies about Muggle-borns.
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Valencia idly used the corner of her robes to clean a smudge off of the handle of her broom. "Because it's in our blood." she said in a monotone voice.
The daughter of a muggleborn quidditch player who didn't even like flying all that much.
Yup. Totallllllly her birthright.
He nodded at Valencia’s concise answer, spiralling into his thoughts again. The ability and privilege to fly were in ‘real’ magical people’s blood. And what was in his blood? Mud and filth. He had that derogatory term thrown at him enough times to know that.
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Mamie wanted to just curl into a ball. Really? They weren't even going to get to handle real brooms? Why even come to flying class? They should have just said purebloods come to class, Muggleborns go sit in the dampest, grossest corner of the dungeon and think about how dirty you are.
But she'd seen what happened when people didn't contribute in other classes, so she raised a sad hand. "F....Flying saves a lot of time when traveling, if for some reason we--you're unable to use a faster form of magical transportation," she said as quickly as possible with forced enthusiasm. "Mm-Mu-Mu...Mudbloods don't have anything better to contribute, so it doesn't matter if they waste time traveling slower."
She blinked several times, and gulped back her fear. She'd gotten the terrible words out as soon as she could, she didn't want to dwell on what she was saying. But, like. She thought using the bad word would maybe get her some brownie points? With the Neo-Alliance Scary Hooded Folks? So maybe they'd let her fly if she made them think she agreed? Otherwise, the ground was still cozy. She could just lay in the dirt.
Yes, that word. The burning feeling in his throat would not go away. Aguilar loved flying as a form of transportation, and now he would never be able to experience the excitement of traveling on a broomstick. He remembered telling Mamie what he loved most about flying - no no no, bad idea, he had to stop recalling happy memories from the time before. He blinked back the tears threatening to fall and nodded stiffly.
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Yeah, alright, it was all fun and games to dump on Muggles when it was lighthearted and not for serious but.... Aguilar was being rather serious now, and Bernie wasn't sure she could take it. It was just such blatant Muggle hate, and it sounded so wrong coming out of his pretty little mouth. Plus, he was Muggleborn himself, wasn't he? How could someone hate themselves like this? She knew he didn't, right, he was just saying things for the sake of... of... whatever, but also? A little part of her was starting to believe in this stuff. She was starting to really believe that she didn't deserve this or that....
"I don't think that way, not seriously," Bernie mumbled to herself, her cool eyes focused solely on a blade of grass in front of her, which she plucked and twirled between her thumb and index finger. "I think that's wrong."
There, she'd said it. The Goon Squad wasn't around to hear it anyway, so who cared? She cared, that's right. She had principles. To. Herself.
He heard Bernadette, and was surprised when his lips twitched, almost forming a small smile. THIS was the attitude he wanted everyone to have. It was so very important for students to hold on to their moral principles, even if they were forced to say the opposite of what they believed. His facial expression neutral again, he would just … pretend that he heard nothing from her. It was his way of saying that he fully supported her defiance.
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Muggles were dirty, lazy and boring.
Minjae grabbed some of the grass beneath him, tucking them out of the ground with such force he might dig a hole. He reminded himself that he had seen The Hoods blow up the professor's broom as well and that the man was most likely a muggleborn too. So this must be just as awful for the Professor as it was for him. At least, he hoped it was that and he wasn't truly believing his own words...
And then his heart sank when he heard that those born to muggle parents would not be allowed to fly on magical brooms anymore. It fell even deeper upon hearing Ashley’s and Eden’s answer. He could hear the sarcasm coming from them both but even so, an eleven and twelve year old should not be speaking that way to begin with. No one should be speaking that way.
He hated how the Alliance was slowly making their way in to their heads and making them feel like they didn’t belong . Sometimes , the same thoughts happened to him. What if the Alliance was right? What if he was a stain to the magical society? But whenever he had thoughts like that, he was reminded of professor Schmoe’s words. ‘There’s always a place for you here’ This kept him going and was the main reason why he hadn’t succumbed to the manipulations yet. He was proud to be muggleborn. Scared, but proud.
”Who cares what th—“ he blurted out the words before he could stop them. It was the first time he had ever gone against a question in any of his classes and he immediately regretted it. He shut his mouth before anything dumb could come out. Luckily The Hoods weren't around.
This was not a full response, so Aguilar could keep pretending that he heard nothing. He would have given Minjae a warning look, but most of his effort was currently focused on stopping his eyes from filling with tears again. All he managed was a sad gaze that hopefully conveyed his apology for all this.
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Real witches and wizards. It was 2104 and people were still spewing the Noseless Dark Lord's illogical rhetoric? Atlas was not exactly well verse with genetics, not his cup of tea and dad had read excerpts from his book on magical physics at bedtime every now and then, but to him this was such nonsense. You were either capable of performing magic or you were not.
...right?
He wanted to ask...but he also did not want to put Professor Aguilar in an uncomfortable position. So far ... the man had not seemed malicious in his intent and execution and was trying to remain neutral. Though, how could you remain neutral in times like this. His brain was going into a terrible spiral and overdrive because...that was precisely what he was trying to do too, right? And in attempting to remain neutral it ultimately meant he was siding with the Neo-Alliance...right?
...would Quinn come to hate him because of that? It was a thought he did not want to entertain but one that ultimately kept the Gryffindor silent through the next question with his head hanging between his shoulders, chin nearly touching his chest.
Why should they fly? It was probably some horrible reason like 'so they could literally look down upon those who could not' ... from a bird's eye view.
While Atlas did not speak much in his class, it was always clear that he was actively thinking. It was no different this time, except Aguilar was certain that the thoughts dominating the boy’s head were dark ones. He would give anything to see his students looking eager to fly once again.
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Violet sat stunned, hoping her mouth wasn't hanging open. She could not believe the things the instructor was saying, and she could not believe that so many of her classmates gave those spiteful answers. Were they all really just doing a very good job of pretending, or was this how they really felt? Somehow she feared that at least some of them meant it. She hadn't ever noticed such blatant anti-Muggle sentiment in the school before; how long had some people been hiding it? And suddenly the teacher didn't look so handsome to her any more.
Violet glanced slightly around to see what her fellow students were doing. She felt she ought to make an attempt to answer the question, but for once, she had nothing to say.
He began to feel slightly grateful for the continued silence from students, as it gave him time to compose himself. He looked at Violet, figured that she did not feel like contributing more anti-Muggle sentiment, and took the opportunity to concentrate on make his breathing return to normal.
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Dahlia was actually listening rather intently to Aguilar's reply to her own answer. Chances were high that she wasn't going to be a pro flier in years to come but that didn't stop her from wanting to learn more. Most knowledge was good knowledge to her. There might be a time one day when this information would prove valuable to her.
With everything she had seen, heard and been a part of since the start of term, it was still heartbreaking every single time anyone spoke badly about muggleborns. It didn't matter that she herself wasn't one but many of those around her were. Housemates, dorm mates and professors. She had muggle friends at home too. If she was hurting, they all had to be.
Blue eyes slowly moved to look at Ashley and Eden when they answered. Hearing the things they said made her feel, she prayed that they truly didn't feel that way. No one deserved to die. Quinn didn't even answer and neither did Atlas but the looks on her face made her stomach hurt. These lessons were getting harder and harder to handle.
Slowly Dahlia raised her hand and gave the most simplest of answers that she could possible come up with. "It's always how we traveled.. well other than aparation, flooing or portkeys. Those are much faster but not always easy. The view is really nice while flying too which could be why it's preferred at times." That was all. The remainder of the question wasn't going to be answered by her.
But Dahlia reminded him again how wonderful flight was as a means of travel. Aguilar longed for the sensation of being in the air, the delightful views he could see from above. He nodded distractedly, not even noticing her lack of Muggle insult, and heaved a sigh.
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It really was exhausting, this conflict she felt within herself in every single lesson this term. Hearing all these answers from herself and the other students and the professors just...did not get easier with time. Ivy tried to compartmentalize it all, tried to remind herself over and over that they were only doing this to survive. But that didn't make it any less awful and uncomfortable and infuriating.
She glanced around a little nervously. Some of the answers felt like they were walking a fine line of what was deemed "acceptable", and she feared the hooded creeps might be hidden, lurking in the shadows somewhere, ready to jump out at any moment to attack.
Merlin...she hated how anxious they constantly made her feel. Even when they weren't around, it felt like they were.
Half-heartedly, she raised her hand. "It's a big part of wizarding history. 'Real' witches and wizards have been flying on brooms for hundreds and hundreds of years, so it's important to keep passing that on to each generation."
He thought she had a good point. Both magical and non-magical people loved passing on traditions. Perhaps it was indeed wrong for Muggle-borns like him to ‘steal’ wizarding customs. He nodded, at Ivy’s answer and his own thoughts about what she said.
Some of these students were better at making him cry voicing blatant anti-Muggle sentiment than he thought. Aguilar did not know whether to feel relieved or troubled. His priority at the moment was to control the emotional tsunami in him and continue the lesson. He opened his mouth to summarise the points mentioned, then thought better of it. They all heard enough about this anyway, and he did not think he could keep his voice steady if he had to say any more negative things against Muggle-borns.
“So. Now that you all understand what’s for the greater good … Muggle-born students will be using these non-magical brooms to sweep the Training Grounds, while those of you who are ‘worthy of magic’ will continue with your syllabus. Broom surfing.” One of his favourite topics to teach, yet he was not allowed to demonstrate it. He asked for a volunteer who had a flying broom and guided them to perform the manoeuvre while explaining the process.
“First, mount your broom and kick off from the ground. Keep your broom steady and rise a few feet. Fly slowly, making sure that your broom is parallel to the ground. When you feel that you are flying steadily, that is when you stand up on your broom. Calmly look ahead, keep your knees bent and hold your arms out to your sides to balance.” He supported the demonstrating student’s arms to help them balance. That was the trickiest part. “When you are done, bend and reach for the broom handle to return to normal flight.”
“You may begin to practise broom surfing or sweeping. Cushioning charms have been placed on the ground, so don’t worry about falling.” Avoiding eye contact with anyone, Aguilar busied himself with setting up for the next part of the lesson.
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She had made the professor cry. Unsurprising. She made herself cry too. But wait!!! They were doing something cool! "Really? we get to sweep? No getting hurt? Cool." Ash got immediately to sweeping the grounds. She imagined that it was all okay, and she was sweeping her house or something. SHe muttered some stuff as she worked. "Do do do. I'm not dying today. Too bad, so sad. Take that." They thought this was a chore. Ash thought this was 500 times better than anything else they would have thought of. While she swept, she contemplated the meaning of life. And she also thought about the last things she had ever said to her muggle friends, and then she cried about it. Silently. Not about the 'chore'. About her own deep thoughts. Life was short, apparently. And she couldn't let it end with her hating on herself. She sidled up to the professor. "Didn't mean to make you cry sir. I don't want you to die. I also don't want me to die, if that's helpful."
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That word. Why were people using hat word. Atlas couldn't even bring himself to think it let alone say it and...he wasn't sure what he would do if he were up against the wall and told he had to. It was derogatory and what was even worse was that some of these people attached to some of these answers were supposedly...friends to people he cared about. Or that he looked up to. It was...there was just a lot. Or maybe Atlas was just was not that good an actor. Who knew that he would actual wear his heart and morals on his sleeve...ish. His first year at Hogwarts was certainly proving to be an unexpected one and that was putting it lightly.
His own head was hanging a bit, so he failed to see the way that the professor had turned or just how much exactly the way the man was struggling...until he asked for a broom. The Gryffindor hadn't entirely pieced anything together yet but...this was like a brick to the head. Professor Aguilar...was...muggleborn? And people were using THAT word? The blonde felt sick...sick enough that he may actually vomit. The one thing that kept him from actually doing that was that he didn't want to be known as the pee AND vomit Gryffindor. One was humiliating enough.
Lacking any flying experience besides what they were learning here, Atlas stayed in place during the demonstration and hugged his school broom to his chest. When the time came, Atlas mounted his broom an kicked off to hover at a comfortable distance from the ground. It really didn't matter how high he was since there was a Cushioning Charm in place, so that fear was long from his own thoughts and he sort of just hovered there for a bit and swung his feet...feeling terrible for feeling so good about being up here on his broom. Feet not touching the ground. Like he was detached from Rosier and The Hoods™.
For now...Atlas would just glide along in silence and try not to let the heaviness of his guilt knock him off his broom.
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It was instantly clear that Aguilar didn't agree with the answers given by some of her peers. He looked like he wanted to cry, maybe he even was crying? Seeing him have to turn away before he could move on to the next student... hurt. This wasn't fair. None of it was fair. While the answer she had given may have been mild in regards to some others... she still felt like she was betraying her friends and the professor. They all knew that she didn't mean any of it, right?
Lia quickly wiped her face on the sleeve of her shirt, sniffling quietly. It was hard not to want to cry right now. Trying to focus enough of her attention on the demonstration wasn't at all easy either. None of that at all compared with having to get to her feet now and get on her borrowed school broom and fly. How was she meant to enjoy herself, while Professor Aguilar and most of her fellow peers were going to be sweeping the ground with splintery old brooms?
Could she just remain right here on the ground and not fly? Probably not. Chances were it would be seen as purely disobedient. Which was a no go. The last thing she wanted was to get not only herself but the professor in trouble as well.
With a deep sad sigh, the little firstie rose to her feet, gripping the broom in hand way too tightly. Best to get this over with quickly. Trying not to look at anyone at all, she swung her leg over her broom, adjusted the grip of her hands and kicked off the ground hard. All she had to do was keep her focus on the broom, work on that new maneuver they had been shown and not fall.
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Quinn sighed again. Yep, they were sweeping. How fun. But he wouldn't be able to hurt himself while he was sweeping, so that was a plus at least. He went up and grabbed one of the brooms.
He had spoken too soon. He pulled his hand back and noticed he got a splinter in his thumb. How lovely. He went to the far end of the grounds away from everyone else and started sweeping, occasionally looking up at the kids who were broom surfing. He wouldn't be able to do it even if he tried, so... sweep-sweep-sweep. What was the point of even sweeping out here, honestly? It's all just gonna get dirty again by tomorrow. Eventually he just started pacing around and dragging the broom behind himself glumly.
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Minjae had noticed the sad gaze that the professor directed toward him and he gave a small nod back in the form of an apology before he went back to plucking the grass out of the ground while trying to keep his composure. By now, each class that was filled with anti-muggle(born) sentiment (which was basically every class by now) it would fuel his anger towards Rosier and his stupid Alliance. He hated how they were tearing up friendships just because they thought one bloodline was better than the other. Sometimes he wondered how he had reacted to the situation if he were a pureblood. But he wasn’t , he was a muggleborn and everyone could know that he was bloody proud of it.
”Greater good” Minjae scoffed as he repeated the words under his breath. He eyed the brooms on the ground. A new wave of anger went through him when he heard that he wasn’t even allowed to fly anymore. What was next? All Muggleborns had to give up their wands? If that ever happened, he was going to defend himself. No one was allowed to take away his wand which rightfully belonged to him.
Without a word, the seventh year stood up from the ground and grabbed one of the nearest non-magical brooms. He looked up and watched as Atlas and Dahlia flew up in to the air with a sense of jealousy. He never truly cared for flying but when something was rudely taken away from you it made you want it even more. He began sweeping the ground like the professor had done in the beginning of the class but then stopped. What was the point anyway? Instead, he leaned against the non-magical broom and cursed Rosier and his stupid followers in his head.
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