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Hogwarts: The New Professors

𝒮𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓅𝒽𝒾𝓂𝒶 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝓈𝑒
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𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘

She was dressed in something classy but different. It was obviously too eccentric for Witch’s Vogue, but it lacked the oddities than many independently styled witch robes had. To keep with her patriotic loyalty to her House, the gown was a dark blue color. It accentuated her figure without disturbing too much of the imagination.

“Delightful and dallying,” her mother might have said.

Whatever adjective to use, Seraphima felt upbeat about the ordeal, especially when she ate one of the bourbon chocolate biscuits. She puckered her lips together, “These are delicious,” she said aloud to no one in particular. She would not mind to have another one, and just as she was about to take a bit she spotted Tænar.

Seraphima admired the woman’s outfit as her eyes drifted to her dog. She thought of what a cute and adorable creature the puppy was, and then, just as she was taking another bite of her second bourbon chocolate biscuit, her eyes landed on Reggie. She had seen him outside this morning, but he most definitely did not show during lunch.

He was a jockey, competitive looking guy, and she could not help but smile — mostly for the taste of the air she once knew when she was flying her broom during Quidditch. “Can’t say I don’t fancy a man who knows his Quidditch,” Seraphima teased Reggie. “Swell of you to not join us for lunch, come sit with us. She nodded towards the table that Tænar was sitting. She was not technically by herself, but by all means, this was a party.

Now, it is quite certain that Seraphima was not much of a people person herself, but in her age, she had reasoned that she might as well go out on a limb for this occasion, at least for her first go-around, especially if the tree were for Hogwarts. “I believe we’re still on the subject of who the new headmaster could possibly be.”

She sat down next to Tænar and tapped the table in front of the seat she thought best suited Reggie’s occupation. “As a Ravenclaw, I feel slightly embarrassed to not have a single theory on who the new headmaster could be. One would think, once you get older and start to know people you’d have a better grasp on things of this sort.”

There was a chance she came off a tad snobby with the last comment, but really, it was meant in good taste — whether she cared or not was probably out of the question. Her faux pas were notorious for leaving people flat and causing more mischief leading to awkward social etiquette.

“My name is Seraphima, by the way, I had not caught any of your names at lunch or… well, since you didn’t show up,” she smirked at Reggie.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

@Little Bird, move Reggie over to the character tab because I’m a lazy bum.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

@Little Bird, I am on the edge of my seat, tbh. I am kind of hoping you put her at the party, so we can begin conversing asap with Tænar.

Word association Game!

Palm

Post a random fact about yourself.

In one more year, my hair will be past my bum!

Hogwarts: The New Professors

@Varshanka, Seraphima is on her way.

I feel like this game could still thrive under a slower pace, and the players who have backed out might have time still to play.

Post a random fact about yourself.

@wheels, omgosh, be more careful! 😭 I am glad you’re doing okay! That’s so scary!

Post a random fact about yourself.

People have actually over dosed on water and died, @wheels. Although, the death part isn’t too common.

Book Quotes

I am I, and yet I'm something more, because I feel that I am he as well: in other words, I am my father.

— Kenzaburo Oe, Death by Water

* I feel this about my mother and me

Hogwarts: The New Professors

𝒮𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓅𝒽𝒾𝓂𝒶 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝓈𝑒
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𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘

They seemed like a decent lot of professors. All of them were troubled by who the future headmaster was, and in some vein of thought, Seraphima felt a relief with this. To have no clue always made her feel a bit off; but to have a whole group of person pondering such a (in a way) lighthearted mystery felt welcoming. They all had at least one thing in common. No one knew for sure.

Now, the change of scenery had been pleasant, to say the least. She had a better idea of how to re-arrange her classroom. Why had she not made the initial leap of faith before? The desks would just not do. Pillows were solidly more comfortable and make much better for her lesson plan. Ah yes, a bit eccentric and odd for a class of her type. But, she always was a tad bit off.

With a flick of her wrist, the room began to please itself to Seraphima’s liking. Hurry, hurry, no. Seraphima mused to herself. She was perhaps a bit interested in the Hogsmeade Back to School Party. In fact, she was half-wondering if any new co conclusions had been drawn about the Headmaster.

Her heeled boots clicked together and shuffled, as she made a small curtsy to her room. “Thank you very much,” Seraphima grinned. And with her wand in her hand, she turned and left her classroom. When she left the room, she tapped her wand twice on the dusty air of the school. The lights of the classroom turned off, and the door shut and locked with a click.

What to wear? What to wear?

Naturally, she thought to wear the exact outfit she was already sporting. It did not look half-bad, and if anything, she felt it added a sense of respectfulness to her job title, considering how odd her classroom had been sorted. However, her mother dearest might make small talk, and wasting such an opportunity to model her mother’s latest spells would only be quite distasteful.