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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Nov 4, 2006 12:18:18 GMT
Boggleworth rambled down towards the Forbidden Forest deep in thought. He stood on the brink of the forest scouring around, his sharp eyes piercing the perpetual gloom that oft surrounded the forest. The wind blew his robes about and he smiled enjoying the refreshing breeze and the feeling of freedom, that the Ministry wanted to quell and suppress.
His main reason for being here was his prefect duties but he had another hidden agenda to see if the Ministry Officials would keep to their word of keeping the students safe. Minutes went by and still nobody came, Boggleworth smirked so much for ministry keeping students safe, it was up to the teachers and prefects as usual. He turned to go patrol elsewhere, but heard footsteps approaching from the direction of the castle, without fear Boggleworth strode towards them coming out of the gloom of the forest "who goes there?" he enquired as he stepped out of the fog.
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Nov 5, 2006 5:49:10 GMT
'Back to the castle at once.' Leigh ordered at his own student, as he continued to stride towards the forest. Stopping only inches from Bog, Leigh turned his head, sidled his eyes down and looked into the gloomy night into the eyes of his student. 'My night to watch, my night to find.' Leigh put his hand on Henry's shoulder. 'You have done more than enough, but allow a Professor for once to do his job, I do believe I am more than capable of doing the patrol of a Prefect, if I say so myself.'
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Nov 6, 2006 13:14:20 GMT
Boggleworth smiled warmly at the Professor an inrefutable ally at this time, or so Boggleworth hoped. He stood resolutely though refusing to move along. Smiling cheerfully he replied "Usually Professor I would jump at the opportunity as I am seemingly the only one patrolling, but this night I shall not abonden my duties as I have another objective, to talk to you no less. Perhaps we can patrol together sir and discuss important matters, first and foremost," Boggleworth lowered his voice to a whisper "the arrival of the Ministry Officials," Boggleworth smirked "what to you make of their sudden appearance?"
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Nov 6, 2006 22:54:03 GMT
'What do I make of their sudden appearance? Inhumane bastards.' Leigh replied suddenly, not caring about the level of his voice. His tone revealed the hate he held for the Ministry and it's officials, all of whom could go run and jump. 'They believe that because they are the magical community's system of government that we should all bow down before them and do as we are told is just low and pathetic. I have never done what they Ministy has asked of me for they screwed me out of a chance to work for them when I left Hogwarts to try and become an Auror, they screwed me over, time and time again, each time striking me harder than before.'
'When I was your age Henry, not that long ago mind you, I had nothing but love and respect for the Ministry, but upon my inevitible findings they're nothing but power hungry maniacs that need to be shown that they're not the be all, end all of the magical community.' Leigh continued. 'Every minister that steps foot into a job there, even as Auror's, becomes corrupt, power hungry mongrels thinking that because they are a Minister or worse, they get respect without doing a thing. Respect is earned, not given, and the Ministry cannot seem to grasp that idea.'
Leigh looked at Henry and smiled, knowing that his student in his own house was an ally, and knew that the Ministry was up to no good. 'Henry, the ministry will come down on us, threatening us with our jobs, lives and futures. If they come after you personally, I want you to come to me straight away and tell me what happened. I may be young, and considered naive in the world at only 23 years of age, but I am more than capable of dealing with a bunch of sick, twisted old cronies whose job is to deal with "bad" wizards and witches.'
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Post by rileybabe on Nov 8, 2006 0:10:57 GMT
sick, twisted old cronies (('Sick, twisted old cronies'... haha! Leigh, I love you... you crack me up!))
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Nov 9, 2006 11:38:02 GMT
Boggleworth chuckled and replied with some mirth "your words ring all to true, the Ministry is corrupt as it could be, but there is little or nothing we can do about that at the minute sadly. Don't worry sir the students are with you, or at least they most definitely will be once I've had a chat with them." Turning more solemn Boggleworth continued "if, or should I say when they come for me, you'll be the first to know," He smirked at the professor "though you don't much need my help, you've most certainly got it."
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Nov 12, 2006 0:44:34 GMT
'The Ministry has seemingly forgotten about my partnership with Shiela, if they even know. She may be full grown now, but she'll keep an eye on the Ministry and the students, if they harm her they'll come to harm themselves with the full fury of a wizards link to a dragon.' Leigh said, thinking about his Antipodean Opaleye. With a smirk he heard the roar of the great beast off in the forest as he knew she felt his words, her duty now set. 'Don't obey her laws, but don't break them either, if you know what I mean. Don't undermine her authority, but don't do as she says.'
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Post by Illyana Deitrich on Nov 12, 2006 19:53:07 GMT
Deep in the undergrowth Illyana listened to the conspiritors conversation. She had a sickening smile on her face. Really, She thought, if they thought i wouldn't keep my word. Illyana allowed herself a mental chuckle at the thought of this idiot and his dragon putting a stop to her. The idea was proposterous. Knowing they would do her no harm on this particular evening Illyana left the offenders to their buisness. She got up and silently slipped away, however she could not resist leaving her calling card. In the hollow where she was sitting she left a white rose with a black ribbon wrapped around its stem.
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