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kim maxwell is twenty seven but it looks like he had lived twice that age. (potions professor; auror)

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● a change; celeste

student portfolio: @crceleste prompt: platinum

Again he had been there, working on potions, reading assignments and hungry – very hungry, to the point he considered the idea of taking a field trip to the kitchens just to get a snack, if he hadn’t had his trail of thoughts interrupted by a knock on his door.

It was past nine and unless something catastrophic had been going on and he wasn’t aware, a student shouldn’t be knocking on his door – yeah, he heard the female voice calling professor kim, outside.

To teach someone and teach them well, he could hear the headmaster’s voice in his head as he walked to the door, opening it fully to come across with the Gryffindor student.

He hadn’t had enough time to question what had been going on because she was already speaking, something along changing the color of her hair, becoming someone else, doing it fast, a potion and the color platinum; Maxwell shook his head, confused.

“Miss Ahn, calm down. Do you need my help with what, exactly?”

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● forbidden; ben

student portfolio: @crben prompt: unforgivable curse

The pop that followed a whisper was known to the auror and Maxwell was immediately draw by it, wand in hand, instincts and defenses up as he followed the sound coming from one of the halls.

Since the beginning of the week, when the weird attacks started, everyone had been on the edge and he was no different – from students to staff, everyone was a suspect and everyone should be protected from whatever was threatening the castle.

So it was quite lucky when Maxwell found the student alone in the hall, just standing there as if nothing had happened. The Potions teacher approached cautiously – because one could never be careless – and touched his shoulder, shaking it, a serious expression when he spoke.

“Did you just cast an unforgivable curse, mr. Jang? And don’t lie, I’ll know if you do it.”

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getting to know you; alec

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it had been one particularly rough day (or week), with all the attacks, the ministry investigation and the lack of students focus because of what had been happening to their friends, that it was quite obvious that maxwell would be swamped by work at the end of that day, which led the potions master to seek an empty classroom, different from the dungeon he taught because that way no one would interrupt him. but of course that wasn’t what happened when the very known figure of gryffindor brat alec lee entered the said classroom, speaking like he owned the place and maxwell was the one breaking and entering “oh? does it look i’m moving, mr.lee?”, he sounded annoyed and maybe he was, as he adjusted his glasses and focused on the pile of paper in front of him

he’s not sure exactly why he was bothering professor kim, actually no, he knew exactly why he was there. he was bored and needed entertaining, everyone else having proved to be killjoys or just far too worried about the current events to even pay interest into the daring gryffindor. it was infuriating. queue maxwell becoming his next victim to be his playmate. “well no but-” he sucks in a breath and changes the subject “why are you even in here anyway? this is so unlike you.” he had to admit it was weird for the professor to be marking in another classroom rather then his own. eyes following his movements closely.

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it wasn’t hard to see when someone was bored and maxwell was quite sure he was in front of a very bored person. he didn’t know alec that much but the little he knew was enough to easily read the younger male, to realize he was definitely up to something. and maxwell would play with him, just for fun, if it wasn’t the pile of paper in front of him and the fact that a lot had been going on at hogwarts for him to think only about fun. “i’m a professor, you should know. i’m allowed everywhere in this school, mr.lee” he answered, eyes right back at a certain paper that definitely didn’t hold the correct answer; maxwell made a face, muttering a ‘damn this is stupid’, before he looked up again, meeting alec’s stare “what?”

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getting to know you; alec

alec enters without knocking, not really caring if professor kim protested or not. he marches right in, outstretched hands resting on the solid wood desk before him. “even if you kick me out, i’ll stay you know.. i’ll stay right here!” parking his ass down in the leather chair besides him. crossing his arms over his chest and puffing like some child “hnpf” the poor lad was bored out of his mind.

it had been one particularly rough day (or week), with all the attacks, the ministry investigation and the lack of students focus because of what had been happening to their friends, that it was quite obvious that maxwell would be swamped by work at the end of that day, which led the potions master to seek an empty classroom, different from the dungeon he taught because that way no one would interrupt him. but of course that wasn’t what happened when the very known figure of gryffindor brat alec lee entered the said classroom, speaking like he owned the place and maxwell was the one breaking and entering “oh? does it look i’m moving, mr.lee?”, he sounded annoyed and maybe he was, as he adjusted his glasses and focused on the pile of paper in front of him

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☂📱✝ ⍤

☂hc 101: on rain

Maxwell loves the rain, he loves everything about it, from the smell when they fall, from the sound it makes against any window or the ceiling, it doesn’t matter if it’s just little rain or a storm, it will all bring a smile to his face - it reminds him of the times, when he was a child, that he would spend hours locked in his house’s attic reading about magic while his father was at work.

📱 hc 101: calls x texts

Maxwell is all for muggle tech stuff. being an auror forced him to learn a lot about muggles and their own devices and texting is one of the things he enjoys the most - he particularly likes to take selcas, but texing is also an addiction he can’t get over.

✝ hc 101: religion

Maxwell isn’t religious, he’s not disrespectful but he doesn’t have a religion, even if father was a muggle born with his beliefs, Maxwell never really found himself drawn to any of them. And after his mother was murdered, he distanced himself from that even more, so he is aware that there is a superior force above him but he doesn’t live for it or by any religion’s regulations. 

⍤ hc 101: voice

Maxwell’s voice sounds younger than his actual age. He tries to sound more serious but whenever he’s speaking,it looks like he’s also smiling through his voice. Sometimes it’s deep and raspy, especially when he’s trying to prove a point or to speak his own mind. It can get sweet and caring when he talks to people he cares about and the perfect example is here

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❀

hc 101: on flower crowns

an odd question that maxwell would frown as he first heard about it. flower crowns are pretty on girls, his mother never really wore one and her being one of his strongest female figures in his life, would definitely bring his attention for that. but as a matter of fact he’s impartial to those - still thinks girls look pretty wearing them

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εїз : How does your muse feel about bugs and insects?

hc 101: on bugs and insects

Maxwell doesn’t care about them, of course there are a few insects that irk him but as long as they’re not all over his body he can ignore them. when he was a kid his father used to bring insects for him, trying to scare him away but it had the opposite effect. instead of making maxwell cry, he would release the insects from their little prison, making his father mad (his mother would come to his rescue whenever the man tried to cross the line though) 

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Hoping to get 🍀LUCKY🍀 this 🐢St. Patrick’s Day?🍀? Want someone to rub you for luck🔮? ✳️Maybe put their🐍 shamrock🍀shake in your pot of gold?✳️ I sent this to you because🐸 you're🌵 one of my 🌳LUCKIEST 🌱 friends!!!!!!!! Send this🔋 to TEN of 🈯️your SLUTTIEST LUCKY friends this📗 St. Patrick’s Day🍏. You know,🍃 the ones 💚that are big sluts but✅are lucky enough 🐲not to catch an STD!!!!!!❇️ If you don't🌴 send 💹this ♻️around to 🐊10 friends you’ll have BAD LUCK in the 🌲next 24 hours!😈

“As if I need that kind of mumble jumble to get lucky?” his expression doesn’t change as he reads the text, but he laughs once he reads it again, wondering who sent that to him.

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i’ve reached ask limit so if i didn’t send you a symbol, just like this and i’ll send you one!

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HEADCANON TIME!

⍤ : What does your muse’s voice sound like? Is it light? High pitched? Scratchy? Deep?

✍ : What is your muse’s handwriting like? Is it neat? Sloppy? Fancy?

☕ : Does your muse prefer coffee or tea?

⌚ : Is your muse good with keeping on schedule for meetings, appointments, or events, or are they always late? Or, are they always a bit early?

♿ : Has your muse had any injuries in the past?

☺ : What is your muse’s smile like? Do they smile often?

⚡ : How does your muse feel about storms? Are they afraid of them, or do they calm them?

⚠ : How does your muse react to possibly dangerous situations? Do they face them head-on, or do they plan out their actions first?

☃  : What is your muse’s favorite season? What about their least favorite season, if they have one?

☂  : Does your muse like rain?

☼ : Does your muse like daytime or nighttime more?

🏨  : How well does your muse sleep?

☘ : Does your muse believe in luck? How about fate?

⚯ : Does your muse have good eyesight? If not, what is it like? Are they nearsighted or farsighted? Or both? Do they use glasses? Or do they prefer contacts?

👓 : If your muse wears glasses, what are their glasses frames like?

♨ : Does your muse have good table manners? How do they feel about bad table manners?

❀ : What is your muse’s opinion about flower crowns?

♬ : Does your muse sing well? Regardless of whether they sing well or not, do they enjoy singing?

♞ : What is your muse’s favorite animal?

εїз : How does your muse feel about bugs and insects?

📱 : Does your muse prefer calling or texting?

☆ : Of the sun, stars, and the moon, which is your muse’s favorite?

ツ : Does your muse prefer lots of friends, or just a few close ones?

✝ : Is your muse religious?

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● not worth it; lynette

student portfolio: @crlynette​ prompt: cluster of stars

another night and maxwell knew he wasn’t going to have a nice one sleeping on his particularly comfortable one. instead he had the task of secretly monitor the school grounds, the students and why not the faculty. it wasn’t a sacrifice because he enjoyed spending some time alone investigating, the outside was his territory and the dangers somehow fueled his auror instincts, making him miss his official job a little bit more, but sometimes he just wanted to rest a bit.

he was fine with most part of the task, his yawning audible enough inside the castle, he was sure, when he noted a figure outside.

she wasn’t far from the main door but still outside and it made maxwell walk faster, already ready to give the girl a detention when he noted her looking up to the sky. it perked his curiosity as he did the same as her and noted the sky, the stars all aligned, prettily. 

“it better be an astronomy assignment or i’m giving you a detention for being caught outside gazing at the cluster of stars, miss esyllt”

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● take you on a ride; alec

student portfolio: @cralecc prompt: I bet I can win a race on broomsticks!

it was night and maxwell knew everyone should be respecting boundaries and rules just like a normal school, but there was nothing normal in hogwarts and it somehow reminded him of durmstrang. yet, so far, as his feet took him faster and faster to the path that would lead the potions professor to the quidditch field, no one seemed to be awake. “fabulous”, he thought, taking a deep breath, allowing a smile to form on his lips as the smell of fresh grass filled his nostrils.

it held the same sense of freedom maxwell always felt whenever he was near the field and with the tension going around the castle, there was nothing else he could turn to not to be thinking every day about the attacks or the harmed students. 

and maxwell was about to mount on his broom when he heard a noise coming from behind him. he immediately took his wand and turned around, his auror senses almost getting the best of him. 

fortunately for the person - a student of it all! - he still thought it could have been a faculty member.

“mr. lee, what in hell are you doing here?”

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salutations my dear friends and i'm so sorry for being oh so late for responding to all amazing messages you sent me but my internet was being a pain since my acceptance day! i’m still replying to you but thank you so much for being awesome!

so are you ready to deal with this potions teacher that's also an auror and won't hesitate to curse you, give you some detention first and then ask questions? i hope you are because i'm really excited to unleash him on you.

let's get things starter: here is his quick bio ('im still working on this super long story for him but everything you need to know is really here) and here is his plots/relationships page. if you want me to drop you a starter, just reply to this post with a sentence or a word and during the week i'll be posting them.

let's have fun ♥

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