Professor Edward Copplestone

Edward Copplestone || 32 || Study of Ancient Runes Professor || Ravenclaw Alum || Muggleborn || unaware object of desire "The decline of literature indicates the decline of a nation."

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

What is it?

[imogencriss]

"What about you, Sir? How did you know teaching was going to be your job?"

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

"The secret? I didn't." Edward shrugged slightly, looking briefly up from the papers. "I'm not sure anyone truly does...I traveled the world for a long while, bit of a floater, learning, translating, until I wanted a change of pace, something static, and that brought me back here, as all who go here are rooted at Hogwarts."

[corafindlays]

Ah, wonderful! There are so many things we have to do, I thought I’d have to do it all by myself.

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

I would imagine so. Lead the way then, professor. [smiles] 

[imogencriss]

Imogen took a seat opposite the Professor and placed her hands in her lap. “I’m not exactly sure. I like music and reading. Anything really arty, I suppose.”

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

He nodded as he opened the retrieved file, though still listening to Imogen. "All talents find their outlets." He said, rustling quickly through the papers. "Though, granted, some are more difficult than others."

[imogencriss]

"It’s just stressful, nothing I can’t handle but difficult none the less. It’s harder because unlike everyone else, I don’t really know what I want to do." The blonde ducked her head at the compliment, "well I’m glad you like them."

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

"That does make things fractionally harder, though not knowing can also free you to new options you may not have considered before. What do you like to do? That's always a decent place to start off with." Edward prompted, sitting down behind his desk. "Feel free to sit, if you'd like."

[jenna-mclaggen]

I was just wondering, sir, if you could possibly fill me in on what I missed when I was sick yesterday. 

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

That's what I'm here for, Miss. Mclaggen. [moves into his office and retrieves a file] We had a discussion on the last chapter of translation and reading, so I'll need at least eight inches on your thoughts on it by Wednesday. Does that seem acceptable?" He asked, turning and handing her a sheet. "And new styles of translation as well."

[dicamini-blog]

[is playing loud music and singing]

[dicamini-blog]

Hazel eyes widened shock, “Oh, Eddie! Hello!” He cleared his throat in embarrassment. “I, uh, did not see you coming.”

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

"It's alright, though," He winced good naturedly. "Can we not with the nickname, please?"

[imogencriss]

"I mean, I’m stressed and tired but seventh year is supposed to be like that." Imogen rambled. "Only desserts." She replied, "I stress bake most of the time but I can’t cook actual meals to save my life."

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

"It certainly seems that way. I remember mine, it was hardly a walk in the park." Edward said, before finishing off the biscuit and picking the correct file from the shelf. "Those are delicious, by the way."

[corafindlays]

Yeah, I was wondering if you could help me prepare the stuff for the exams.

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

[smiles] You only have to ask. Of course.

[holly-st-claire]

Um… N-no I just uh… I was having a moment and uh… I…

  I just nee-needed somewhere to hide while I calmed down…

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

"That's alright, Miss. Take all the time you need." He entered his office and took he spot behind his desk before turning concerned eyes on the girl. "Do you need anything?"

[imogencriss]

It’s nothing bad Sir but I was going around and giving all of the faculty some biscuits. I made them myself.

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

"That's certainly good to hear." He said as he strode into his office and closer to the girl, and tooks a biscuit from the tray. "Is baking one of your hobbies?" He asked, circling around his desk and reaching up for something on one of the shelves.

[the-tessa-fray]

I was kind of wondering if you could give me an extension on that last assignment?

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

Asking is half the battle. Why, may I ask, do you need an extension?

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

If you’re already waiting in my office, it must be important. Can I help you?

[lucy-anne-weasley-blog]

Are you sure? It looks right…

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

Fairly certain, Miss. That won't work here anyways. Magic interferes with  the electric waves, not that there are any cell towers around for them to bounce off, even if it did work.

[rebekahdavidson]

Thank you. Nothing happened, well, that’s a lie. A lot has happened but nothing I can’t handle.

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

Whenever people say that, it's rather doubtful that the statement is true, but I try to trust in others judgment. Good day, Miss. Davidson. I'm sure your father would love to talk to you.

[damian-mcgregor]

No I’m telling you I’ve totally got this, you’re meant to take the stickers off.

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

When you finally give up trying, in the muggle world anyways. Here, do you want me to fix it? [holds out a hand]

[rebekahdavidson]

Great.

[profedwardcopplestone-blog]

Hand it in by tomorrow and the consequences will be minimal. What happened?