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Post by CALVIN KLEIN on May 27, 2024 5:43:56 GMT -5
Calvin had recently been fulfilling his role as a Ravenclaw student and doing some extra study when he came across a particular type of magic that had interested him. He had sneaked into the Dueling Tower - successfully, before he found himself in an empty room filled with nothing but a duelling platform in the centre of the room.
Dust filled the air causing Calvin to sneeze all of a sudden out of the blue as he managed to accidently drop his textbook on the floor. He wiped his nose with a tissue he had in his pocket as he slowly picked up his book and placed it on the table near him. Finally able to get the dust out of his nose, he drew out his wand and began reading the spell once again.
"Expectah Patronam." He said not really noticing the Australian accent he had in his voice when practising the spell. Of course, to no surprise, his attempt of a spell did nothing. Not even a sliver gleam, light, pop nothing. He continued to try again in the mean time growing more furstrated with evert attempt.
Post by HEIRANS BAUGMARTNER on May 29, 2024 15:56:46 GMT -5
Today was a relaxed day for him, he had no duties as he had completed them this morning, so someone was going to cover his afternoon shift. He spent some time in the common room of Ravenclaw, talking a little with Alderic and then headed to his bedroom where he opened his trunk, where he stored the food since the kitchens were not allowed to enter, much less to catch something from there. It was something he had had to get used to since he was prefect since the previous years he used to come in to eat when he had some free time. In his trunk he found a couple of bakeries, and put them in a small plastic box that he always had, of various quantities. He left the common room, singing what appeared to be a Dutch song, which had he reminded it of somewhere. Sometimes Heirans could sing randomly. The truth is that he only sang to himself, and he did it when no one was around.
Heirans was so distracted that he didn’t realize where he was, he was in the tower where duels were held there. Then he heard a noise. He stood still, wondering who might be there, because supposedly these areas did not usually enter students. Curiosity got to him, and he decided to go in to see who was there, to find out it was Calvin. He lay down by the door frame, watching him perform the spell Expecto Patronum, and he quickly noticed the error “Do you know you should have at least told someone you’re here?” commented with a smile, entering and stood in front of Calvin “And by the way Klein, if the spell has not worked, the mistake is clear. You’re pronouncing it wrong.” he explained, waving the wand to close the door with a spell “Since I have free time, do you want me to teach you?” asked with a smile. He finished the pastry he was eating “Te lekker.” He muttered to himself.
Notes: Te leeker - Too delicious (Translation) TAGGING:CALVIN KLEIN
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Jun 1, 2024 10:58:46 GMT -5
A gasp escaped his mouth followed by a very unmanly scream. Unfortunately for Calvin, despite his charming personality and stunning good looks, his scream was quite high pitched. Like one you'd expect from a little girl. None the less, not many people had the opportunity to hear him scream like that. Thankfully, it was only Heirans and not the whole Duelling club that heard him screech just now.
" Y'need like a cow bell or something. " He replied glancing over and seeing him arched across the door way. " You can't be creeping up on people like that aye. " He said letting out a small giggle feeling his blood pressure dropping to something more normal. " Wait..." He responded before pausing and looking over to him once again as he tucked his wand away.
" Well, two things. Don't snitch and second, do you know how to produce a patranas?" He asked with a confused look. Calvin was pretty much an adult still studying in Hogwarts due to being a transfer student. He was surprised someone younger than him could produce this type of magic. " Can you teach me then?"
Post by HEIRANS BAUGMARTNER on Jul 3, 2024 9:47:30 GMT -5
Heirans raised both eyebrows, with a surprised expression after hearing the scream, which was unusual in males but did not comment on it. The boy laughed after Calvin’s comment that everyone should wear a bell like cows, which made him tilt his head slightly “And then what would be fun? Plus I need to be quiet to catch the damned pranksters.” he explained, pointing to the prefect’s emblem on his clothes. Although Heirans did not wear the school uniform most of his free time, he always wore the emblem. He remained imperturable “And how could I get to admire the cute guys at school apart from my partner?” he asked. If Bastian heard this, it would be likely that he was in trouble but he was too absorbed in talking to Calvin to worry about it. Both had just started dating, so Heirans could be said to be in a single state about to be taken as a couple, but he lacked much to get used to.
The boy raised both eyebrows, smiling in what he waved the wand while pronouncing the enchantment, demonstrating a figure of a perfectly corporeal otter “The mistake you have had my dear Klein, you pronounced Patranas instead of saying Patronus. And you must be completely focused on the memory that makes you happy.” he explained, shrugging. The demonstration was proven, and he nodded slowly “Don’t worry, I wasn’t going to tell anyone you’re here. You’re allowed to be here, and I don’t think anyone really cares where you should be... Unless you’re in trouble.” he affirmed with a visible smirk on his face. He bit his lower lip with a thoughtful expression, rolling up his sleeves “Ik ben klaar, dus laten we beginnen.” he said unawares that he had spoken in Dutch. He noticed it and laughed “My apologies. I mean I’m ready so let’s get started.” He repeated, this time in English.
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Jul 4, 2024 7:38:29 GMT -5
" Pranksters?" He asked looking over to him wondering if he helped out with the Halloween feast fiasco. The very same one where Calvin actually partook in this event. Not so much planning it, but more on the getting stung and enjoying the ride that came along with it. " Oh!" He responded in a slightly higher pitched tone as the light bulb turned on in his brain albeit a dimly lit light bulb. " Right, because you're one of them perfect prefect thingos. " He responded. " We called them School Representative Members or SRM for short. " Of course back home, it was awarded on merit, he wasn't too sure how they were allocated here.
Calvin pouted while nodding his head softly listening to the feedback Heirans was giving him. It seemed his Australian accent seemed to be the reason why he was unable to produce the magic. " Must be the accent aye." He responded shrugging his shoulder feeling even further away from his Australian outback lifestyle more so now than ever. "Maybe you can show me first how it's done? " He asked hoping to buy some time as he tried to think of a happy memory.