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Open RP: Henry in the library.
Camilla had warned him about the dog-Latin he would have to endure if he wanted to find any spells here. And yet he's ploughing through several books, snorting incredulously at points, it's true--but still reading them.
It seems his intent is to learn all the spells in the Hogwarts library by rote. He hasn't even got a wand yet. He is, however, making notes with a very expensive-looking pen, pages upon pages of cramped handwriting.
His eyes hurting him a tad, Henry Winter takes off his glasses and idly looks up, to see if anybody else is around.
It seems his intent is to learn all the spells in the Hogwarts library by rote. He hasn't even got a wand yet. He is, however, making notes with a very expensive-looking pen, pages upon pages of cramped handwriting.
His eyes hurting him a tad, Henry Winter takes off his glasses and idly looks up, to see if anybody else is around.
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((OOC: I apologize in advance for Albel. He somehow contrives to be rude and angry regardless of how he's actually feeling.))
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'Yes, I have heard of it,' says Henry, putting his glasses back on and standing. He's a tall man. Maybe he's intimidating. 'But they tend only to be used among people who never want to hear the answers. I pride myself on being in a different band entirely.'
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'Henry Winter,' he replies. Very much NOT wearing a sarong. 'Might I ask you how long you have been here?'
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*Albel blinks at a random thought. It just struck me that I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time in castles.*
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'As popcorn?'
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'I wonder what believing yourself popcorn must say about you.'
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"My, what an impressive pen," said Albus, intending nothing phallic whatsoever in the remark. "Generally we use quills."
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For some reason, the man reminds him of Julian. Henry inclines his head a fraction. 'Henry Winter, sir.'
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How genuine the wellspring of this warmth might be was another question entirely. Henry Winter reminded Albus of someone, too.
"I am Albus Dumbledore, once headmaster here. You might say I have entered my years of retirement. One never does leave learning behind, though, so here I am. Would you care for a sherbet lemon? Hard sweets do no damage to the books," Albus twinkled.
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'I could never mix the worlds of now and then to such an extent,' he says, seriously. 'Lemon drops could not have been consumed in the Graeco-Roman cultures.'
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He would expect nothing less, after all.
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"Indeed I have read it. I have taught from it, myself, the good old Guide to Advanced Transfiguration (http://www.hp-lexicon.org/wizworld/books.html#guide_to_advanced_transfiguration). I taught Transfiguration here once upon a time. That book I would not have assigned except to the more expert among the students, those whom I gave private tutorials." He stroked his beard. "Oh, so many wonderful tutorials, in all manner of things, magical and historical, everything under the sun. It was one of my chiefest joys."
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There's something in it for him. He listens.
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So, Henry Winter had undertaken advanced study in transfiguration, without the guidance of an instructor, and without a wand.
Henry Winter also had no interest in sweets, which meant he was not familiar with Albus's Chocolate Frog card. Considered by many the greatest wizard of modern times ...
It behooved Albus to Keep An Eye on this young man.
"May I?" he asked, for the sake of politeness, but he was already taking the seat beside Henry's, and peering at the page to which the text was opened.
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Just in case it should have to be done again.
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