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[ask-hogwarts-canada]

She came into the greenhouse looking for something, looking mostly near the ground. "Where the heck did he go off to now?...i swear I closed the door when I left..." She said with anxiety in her voice. (@ask-hogwarts-nyo-norway heyo! Revive time!)

As usual Armel was tending to the more challenging plants, getting a good look at the leaves and roots- generally determined to sure they were healthy. Not really noticing the student until he heard her speaking, to which his massive frame adjusted so that he could look over. “Is something the matter, miss...?” Nevermind the circles under his eyes, or the way his reading glasses sat crooked.

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[ask-hogwarts-nyo-norway]

She jumped when she heard the voice. "Um..." She seemed to study him whilst asking "Are you good at finding...pets?" She said mumbling the last word. She kept looking around with her head after.

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And soon he was looking around as well. “That depends. I’m pretty good with most animals at least... But what are we looking for?” Pocketing his reading glasses as he quickly realized he probably wouldn’t need to see finer details in this situation. No, this was a task based on being able to sense movement, or other larger picture sort of things.

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what's your opinion on essential oils?

“I mean they work for some things? Like anxiety and related. But one, you shouldn’t be fucking taking them orally, that’s the first mistake I’ve seen a lot of people making, and two- no, Karen, that isn’t going to treat your fucking asthma or your kid’s ADHD or whatever.”

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She came into the greenhouse looking for something, looking mostly near the ground. "Where the heck did he go off to now?...i swear I closed the door when I left..." She said with anxiety in her voice. (@ask-hogwarts-nyo-norway heyo! Revive time!)

As usual Armel was tending to the more challenging plants, getting a good look at the leaves and roots- generally determined to sure they were healthy. Not really noticing the student until he heard her speaking, to which his massive frame adjusted so that he could look over. “Is something the matter, miss...?” Nevermind the circles under his eyes, or the way his reading glasses sat crooked.

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[fantasticmemesandwheretofindthem]

BOLD ALL THE THINGS THAT APPLY TO YOUR MUSE ( HARRY POTTER EDITION. )

My muse...

has seen a unicorn ─ has drunk butterbeer at The Three Broomsticks ─ owns a wand ─  has caused one or more explosions during Potions class ─ has been bitten by a werewolf ─ knows how to cast a patronus ─ owns an owl ─ owns a cat ─ owns a rat ─ has the dark mark ─ would join S.P.E.W. ─ is/was a prefect ─ is/was headboy or headgirl ─ owns more than 200 galleons ─ passed their O.W.L.s with three or more “Outstanding’’’s ─ has been on their house’s quidditch team ─ would put their name in the Goblet of Fire ─ believes they weren’t sorted into the right Hogwarts house ─ has chosen Care of Magical Creatures in their third year ─ has tickled a dragon ─ has drunk Polyjuice Potion at least once ─ prefers Chocolate Frogs over Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans ─ is an auror ─ can apparate ─ works at the Ministry of Magic ─  can see Thestrals ─ has been mentioned in an article in The Daily Prophet ─ has obliviated a muggle ─ suffers/has suffered from Dragon Pox ─ has been sent to Azkaban ─ wished they were a muggle ─ has been outside their common room after curfew ─ has had something valuable stolen by a niffler ─ is awful at Herbology ─ has sneaked into the Hogwarts kitchens for a midnight snack ─ has read Quidditch Through the Ages by Kennilworthy Whisp ─  has received a howler ─ doesn’t know how muggle appliances work 

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has seen a unicorn ─ has drunk butterbeer at The Three Broomsticks ─ owns a wand ─  has caused one or more explosions during Potions class ─ has been bitten by a werewolf ─ knows how to cast a patronus ─ owns an owl ─ owns a cat ─ owns a rat ─ has the dark mark ─ would join S.P.E.W. ─ is/was a prefect ─ is/was headboy or headgirl ─ owns more than 200 galleons ─ passed their O.W.L.s with three or more “Outstanding’’’s ─ has been on their house’s quidditch team ─ would put their name in the Goblet of Fire ─ believes they weren’t sorted into the right Hogwarts house ─ has chosen Care of Magical Creatures in their third year ─ has tickled a dragon ─ has drunk Polyjuice Potion at least once ─ prefers Chocolate Frogs over Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans ─ is an auror ─ can apparate ─ works at the Ministry of Magic ─  can see Thestrals ─ has been mentioned in an article in The Daily Prophet ─ has obliviated a muggle ─ suffers/has suffered from Dragon Pox ─ has been sent to Azkaban ─ wished they were a muggle ─ has been outside their common room after curfew ─ has had something valuable stolen by a niffler ─ is awful at Herbology ─ has sneaked into the Hogwarts kitchens for a midnight snack ─ has read Quidditch Through the Ages by Kennilworthy Whisp ─  has received a howler ─ doesn’t know how muggle appliances work  

[ask-hogwarts-canada]

what is your favorite subject and why?

“I mean. I’m an Herbology Teacher for a reason, of course that’s going to be my favorite...” He gave an awkward laugh. “But that aside I’ve always enjoyed Care of Magical Creatures. And I try to follow along with Potions just to understand how my work helps potioneers, but I don’t tend to do well with that subject compared to the other two.”

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“Hmm. You two sure seem to be far from home.” Armel observed, though gave a friendly smile- and expressive lavender eyes remained soft and warm. Tall man keeping his wand pocketed in case they didn’t know about the existence of Magic. “Are you looking for something...?”

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The large figure dozed off with his cell phone loudly blasting a R.E.M. playlist next to him, his long wand on the tabletop the upper half of his body was leaned against, a small bowtruckle poked his pale nose and he shot awake-

Drowsy violet eyes opening as muscular hand gripped the holly wand right away. “What’s it Taffy, my girl...” He spoke in a loud, groggy voice that halfway trailed off, before he saw another person and froze.

“Ah. Did you not catch something last lesson, then? Feel free to ask questions then, I’d rather this than a promising student fall behind. Just uh. Where’s my coffee.”