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helenadurazzo · 1 year

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Shines Like Gold

Welcome to the finale of the four part storyline featuring Poppy Sweeting, Garreth Weasley, and Zsuzsi Schröder as they go on another quest to beat the poachers to the golden snidgets in a secret locale.

As I said before, this series happens simultaneously with my Sebastian, Ominis, and Phineas stories and after I finish the next four parter, everyone will come together for my rewrite of other side quests as well as the main quest

Zsuzsi fully expected that looking for Dorran would be a much longer and more difficult. She worried that they would run into the other centaurs again, and such an encounter would be dire if Dorran had not been able to reason with the rest of his herd. However, it seemed like Dorran saw something in the stars as he met them not too far from the edge of the forest, standing their silently, listening to the sounds of the forest.

“It is good to see you again Dorran,” Poppy greeted the Centaur with a smile

“I am glad you three have returned in one piece.” Dorran smiled with a chuckle, “good that you made a safe return. I did question the wisdom of sending you on a path at a time when that path was unknown at best, deadly at worst. But the acumen of centaurs is neither personal nor partial. The skies tell us what is to come - and often we do not know what we have seen until it has come to pass. Many, many moons ago. I divined a series of events, their meaning long evaded me- until you three brought news of the snidgets and their poachers pursuers. Now, was there anything you discovered?”

“The moonstone summoned mooncalves allowing them to dance as if it were a full moon.” Garreth explained, “Zsuzsi sketched a picture of their dance pattern.”

Zsuzsi pulled out her notepad, flipped to the proper page and showed it the Dorran, “I am not a master of sketching mooncalf dance patterns but this was the design I was able to replicate.”

As Dorran carefully observed Zsuzsi’s sketch, Poppy gently asked, “Do you know why or what it means? Does it have to do with the snidgets?”

Dorran nodded and handed the notepad back to Zsuzsi before turning to their group, “The breath of knowledge can be as wide as the sea and yet only run so deep. I believe the symbol created by the mooncalves’ dance marks the place where the snidgets are hidden. And serendipitously, I believe I know the very place that the symbol refers to. I have only see the symbol once before, on a rock face in the cliffs of the forest, it’s not too far from here. You three should make haste there. The snidgets that have been kept there for so many years may no longer be safe. We cannot afford to lose the snidgets once again.”

“Are you not coming with us?” Garreth asked.

“Do not fret.” Dorran comfortably said, “I need to speak with the herd about this. I will meet you at the symbol in the rock as soon as I can.”

“Thank you for everything Dorran.” Poppy smiled.

Dorran nodded farewell, “Good luck.”

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“This looks to be the place.” Garreth breathed as he, Zsuzsi, and Poppy approached a stone castle ruins not unlike the one they found where the Hebridean Black was. However, unlike those ruins, these seemed to be more in tact and even livable.

“And look up there!” Poppy pointed out, “The symbol above the entrance, it looks exactly like the ones the mooncalves made at the henge. Of course Dorran implied as much but to see it up there is even more reassuring.”

“So this is where the snidgets are hidden.” Zsuzsi assumed, “Not the place I’d first think of but I guess that is what makes it a good hiding spot.”

“Indeed.” Poppy smiled, “I am glad we seem to be a step ahead of the poachers, although I personally believe they aren’t the brightest in the world as they rely on brute strength to achieve their ambitions.”

“It is it a little strange we haven’t heard anything from them.” Garreth cautiously stated, “It is almost like how we did not hear anything about them after we stole the dragon egg from Horntail Hall.”

“I assume they are still trying to decipher my Gran’s research.” Poppy guessed, “There was a fair amount after all. And unlike them, we have Dorran on our side and as long as we hurry, by the time the poachers get here, we will be long gone and the snidgets will be safe.”

“Should we wait for Dorran?” Zsuzsi asked

“He said he would not be too long so I think we should just go ahead.” Garreth replied confidently and bravely, “We are in a rush after all.”

“True..” Poppy hesitantly agreed, “Plus it looks like we will have to do a bit of work to figure out how to get into these ruins in the first place. There does not seem to be a particular entrance.”

“Perhaps Schröder can find this secret and hidden entrance.” Garreth pointed out charmingly, “She is the Ravenclaw out of all of us.”

“Just because I have to answer a riddle every time I have to get into my dormitory doesn’t mean I can find a secret entrance.” Zsuzsi informed him, “but I will certainly try.” She said as she walked forward, examining the courtyard.

There were three pillars, two were placed on a circular pattern while the third was in the middle, with a perfect space to put the moonstone in, not unlike the henge they had previously discovered. Curious, she carefully placed the moonstone in to see what would happen. She had half expected mooncalves to come once again yet that did not seem to happen. Instead, the moonstone glowed and seemed to trigger the glowing of two different runes on the doorway arch. Zsuzsi walked a little bit closer to the doorway to examine the specific runes.

She turned to Garreth, “You took ancient runes did you not? Can you read these symbols for me.”

“I may not be as good as Hearst but let’s see.” Garreth commented before coming next to Zsuzsi, after examine the runes he spoke once again, “Each seems to reflect a different natural element. The two with the glowing outlines seem to be the symbols for light and air.”

“Intriguing.” Zsuzsi noted.

“Do you think the pillars move?” Poppy suggested, “If they do then perhaps putting them in the proper positioning, to where they align with these symbols, will allowing the door to open.”

Garreth playfully shrugged his shoulders, “Suppose it’s worth a shot.”

It took a few different tries to get the proper positioning of the pillars to be perfectly precise. It almost seemed like potion making, one small error could cause the whole process to not properly function. Zsuzsi was just glad the pillars were capable of moving using magical methods as they looked extremely heavy and difficult to push or pull. However, soon enough they were able to pass through the doorway and entered into a darker room lit by candles.

“Look at the murals on the wall!” Poppy was the first to make an observation about the room, “They are all creatures. This seems to be such a relaxing place, unlike any of the oppressive poacher camps.”

“Basically this is a place where creatures can be free and unharmed by human civilization and greed?” Garreth assumed.

“Exactly!” Poppy beamed. “The aura this place gives off is one of safety and serenity.”

As they continued walking, Zsuzsi stumbled into another room, it’s walls filled with books that stretched up to the sky, “Whoever built this place certainly liked to read.”

“So probably a bookworm Ravenclaw like Amit or Marie?” Garreth noted.

“Probably.” Zsuzsi chuckled, as much of a stereotype it was for Ravenclaws to love research and reading, Zsuzsi had only read a couple of books of magical origin during her time at Hogwarts so far that were not a part of the curriculum. Yet, this place seemed as vast as the restricted section of the library at Hogwarts was rumored to be. But instead of it being filled with books about dark magic, these seemed to be filled with novels and research account about any type of magical creature you could dream of. She turned to Poppy with a smile, “Based on everything you have told me, your Gran would love it here.”

“She would!” Poppy exclaimed in agreement, “I can’t wait to tell her all about it.”

As they reached a balcony that overlooked what appeared to be a ballroom, Garreth made a request, “You think me and Zsu will be able to meet her some time? She seems like a remarkable woman.”

“I’m sure I can arrange a meeting.” Poppy smiled, “My gran’s home is so quaint and beautiful, creatures never seem to show any fear when approaching her backyard. Almost as if she were like one of those princesses from muggle fairytales.”

“Sounds so enchanting.” Zsuzsi noted, “I would personally enjoy seeing what your Gran’s study is like.”

“It’s truly remarkable, reminds me a lot of this place except on a smaller scale, you’ll never know what you will discover next” Poppy explained. “And-“

Suddenly a voice broke through their whimsical wonder, and it certainly did not belong to Dorran, “Little Poppy Sweeting!” It called out in a taunting fashion, “Forgot to cover your tracks?”

“What was that..?” Garreth whispered

Before someone could answer his question, the sounds of Apparation were heard all throughout the structure as poachers filled the room. In addition, there seemed to be some other dark wizards with them such as a man in a old fashioned black suit and top hat and a bald man with a bowler hat. While she did not vividly remember any of the poachers appearances whenever she retold the stories of the recent events to Marie and Samantha in the privacy of their dormitory, she recognized many of the faces as the poachers that resided at Horntail Hall with their disgusting dragon fighting ring.

“No…” Poppy breathed, defeated

“Well, well, well.” The man with the top hat began tauntingly, “So these are the three students causing trouble for my allies. Perhaps you are friends with the three Slytherins who have been causing me so much strife recently.”

“How did you find this place!” Poppy spat.

One of the poachers, the one who seemed to be in charge of that section judging by how closely the woman stood next to the man in the top hat and his assistant, replied callously, “Just a bit of luck from some vague journals.”

“Why don’t your children do us a favor and tell us what you know of the plans of Phineas Hearst and his two companions.”

Ever since Poppy told her and Garreth about what she overheard about the poachers and their connection to Rookwood’s gang not so long ago. Zsuzsi always suspected they were after Phineas for some reason but she did not know why. She did know he had a talent for seeing ancient magic, basically everyone in their year knew that if they watched how much time he spent with his mentor to hone his skills. He was truly a nice guy and to think someone like him was being hunted down by dark wizards to be used as a pawn was infuriating.

“You’re despicable! Poppy called out to them in a horrified tone, “The lot of you! Don’t you people have anything better to do. You are not getting those snidgets!”

Suddenly, the rushing sound of an arrow came above them and towards the man in the top hat. In fact, it probably would have stroke him in the chest if he had not quickly cast a protego charm. Zsuzsi secretly wished that the arrow did meet its target, it would have certainly relieved the world of a cruel face.

Dorran and Elek emerged from behind them, the former encouraged them to stay strong, “Ready your wands!” He informed them, “The fight has only begun.”

The next few moments were a blur. Zsuzsi instinctively hurried down to the main floor and started hurling spells. In particular she cast a couple of spells causing the man with the top hat’s hat to be set on fire, causing him to run around like a screaming child. Poppy seemed to enjoy the sight as she hurled spells with just as much speed, it must have made her feel like she was doing a right in the world and getting back at them for doing such a horrific break in of her gran’s home. Garreth was the most skilled dueler of all of them and cast many knock back jinxes and banishing spells as if it was nothing, it was truly admirable. Surprisingly, even though they were outnumbered, the poachers and their colleagues were not putting much of a fight as Zsuzsi would have expected, perhaps they were all just talk.

Zsuzsi looked over as Garreth breathed heavily, “I think that was all of them..”

Dorran approached them with haste with Elek trailing behind, “Are the three of you unharmed? I had hoped to return before it was too late.”

“We are fine.” Poppy assured him after catching her breath, “but if you had not gotten here when you did..”

Elek seemed to be quite impressed, initially Zsuzsi thought he was just admiring the structure itself, that was, until he spoke, “You three fought with us against your own kind.” He then smiled, something Zsuzsi was surprised the leader of the centaurs was capable of after their last interaction, “I am glad to have witnessed this. I now believe all that Dorran told me.”

Dorran turned to Elek, “They are the ones I saw in my vision.”

Elek nodded in understanding, “Come let us finish your work here. After all, not all of the events have yet come to pass.”

Zsuzsi wandered around and stood in front of a door that looked oddly familiar. Almost similar in the design to that strange clock Phineas, Sebastian, Ominis, and much earlier, Anne, always enjoyed meeting at. A Latin phrase had been etched in on the top ‘Tantum genus cor transeat‘, unfortunately Zsuzsi was not sure what it meant. Soon enough, out of know power of her own, the sun and moon dials on the face of the door started spinning, allowing the door to open, revealing a woodland paradise that seemed to perfect to be real.

As they walked into the room, Dorran motioned over to a nook near by where the tree met the ground, “There they are.” There, three golden eggs shimmered and were protected by a radiant barrier. Once they got closer, he turned to the three of them, “Now all that remains is to break the charm.”

“You want us to-“ Poppy beamed, as she looked closer at the golden eggs, however, rather than pulling out her wand, she turned to Zsuzsi in particular, “You should do it, I only ever wanted to see them safe, and I have to thank both you and Garreth for helping me do so.”

“Of course.” Zsuzsi smiled as she pulled out her wand and cast a quick counter charm to make the shield disappear. As soon as she did, the eggs started rattling and hatching, allowing beautiful birds with feathers of gold to peak out with chirps that were music to the ears.

“Merlin,” Poppy exclaimed, “They are lovely.”

Garreth turned to the the group, “but what happens now?” He asked, “They can’t care for themselves and surely once word gets out about their reappearance..”

“No harm will come to them.” Elek assured the Gryffindor, “The centaurs will see to that, you have my word.”

Poppy smiled at Dorran, “Thank you for helping us find them and to fight for them.”

“It is you three who deserve the merit.” Dorran pointed out wisely, “You three did what the poachers never can, remember that. You have fought bravely, allow us to take the mantle and assist you in your future endeavors.”

#Zsuzsi Schröder #Garreth Weasley #Poppy Sweeting #Dorran #Golden Snidgets #hphl #hogwarts legacy #harry potter hogwarts legacy

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unfortunate-arrow · 1 year

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I saw your tags and I feel obligated to send a request for Wilsie's meet-cute 😌

Josie's fav animals are Golden Snigets and idk if those are studied at comc but she also finds Unicorns and Hipogriffs fascinating!

“For group 6, from Ravenclaw, we have Devlin,” Professor Falcon’s voice startled 13-year-old William out of his daydream. He let out a slow breath and crossed the clearing to stand next to the Care of Magical Creatures professor.

“And from Hufflepuff, we have Edwards,” Professor Falcon added, after he’d plucked a name out of the Hufflepuff pile. William looked over to see a blonde girl walking towards them. She was pretty, like pretty pretty. He swallowed and rubbed his palms against his robes.

“Okay, so you two are assigned to the unicorn. Now, unicorns can be quite skittish around men. So, if that proves to be too difficult, then I’ll reassign you. Now, pick up some parchment and a quill and get started,” Professor Falcon said, gesturing to the pile to the left of him.

William frowned and walked past the supplies the professor had gestured to. Parchment would tear if you tried to sketch with a quill. And anyways, quills were too difficult to draw with. The girl sent him an odd look, but they walked in silence for a while.

“I’m Josie, by the way,” she said, as they reached the unicorn paddock. “Why didn’t you take the parchment and quill?”

“William,” he replied. “And parchment isn’t good for sketching. It tears too easily, especially with quills. I have thicker paper and charcoal in my bag.”

“Okay. I can answer the questions about the unicorn, if you want to draw her.”

“Sure.”

They worked in silence for a while. William’s tongue stuck out, as he sketched the unicorn. It (she?) never came close enough for him to get adequate details, but it (she?) didn’t shy away from him. Perhaps Josie was a very comforting force.

“Wow! That looks amazing!” Josie’s voice startled William out of his zone.

“Eh. There’s not enough details as the unicorn won’t come close enough for me to get all the little nuances,” he replied, shrugging as he fought the urge to flip the sketchbook over.

“I mean it. That’s incredible. You’re incredible.”

William felt his cheeks heat up. “No, I’m not.”

“You are. That picture is incredible and I’ve heard all the things people say about you, and you never retaliate. That’s incredible.”

“I don’t think that’s incredible. Nothing I say will stop it or change the reality of my situation.”

“Well, I think that that’s incredible.”

William shrugged and looked down at his shoes, his cheeks burning. No one had ever called him incredible before.

“Alright, now before I dismiss the class, please remember that your drawings, labelings, and questions are due for next class on Monday,” Professor Falcon’s booming voice said.

“Do you want to meet up on Sunday to finish our project?” Josie asked, smiling at him.

“Okay. I have quidditch practice in the morning, though,” William replied.

“Are you planning to go to Hogsmeade Saturday?”

“I don’t know.”

“Would you like to come with me? We can work on the project after and do some other things.”

William stared at Josie’s hopeful face for a long moment before answering. “Okay.”

OCs Featured: Josie Edwards by @slytherindisaster and Professor Phineas Falcon by @endlessly-cursed

#willsie #william x josie #william devlin #josie edwards #hphl #hogwarts legacy #phineas falcon #my writing #my aesthetic #meet cute drabbles #other people’s ocs #my ocs #featuring: baby!willsie #thanks for the ask!#hope you like it!#and thanks for answering the question… once he discovers that she loves the golden snidget william would draw one for her #that’s how this boy shows his affection especially during his hogwarts years

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legacyshenanigans · 2 months

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I've done this before in the past but I'm doing it again because I find it SO funny and it's facts hahaha, also after my last post I just had to do this lmao.

How it feels with the characters after you complete the game🤣

MC: Hey Seb.

Sebastian: (???)

MC: ....(??) You good?

Sebastian: Sorry do I know you?

MC: Really? I risked my life to help you? It's me, MC?

Sebastian: Who?

MC: Hey Ominis *smiles*

Ominis: Erm Hello? Don't believe I recognise your voice?

MC: It's me, MC?

Ominis: .....

MC: .....

Ominis: ....Why are you still here? Whoever you are?

MC: Hey Garreth! How's it going?

Garreth: Who are you?

MC: Huh? MC, remember? I went into that underground ruin for you? To sneak into Honeydukes and steal those Billywig stings for you?!

Garreth: ..The fuck? I dunno WHO you are.

MC: What's up, Leander?

Leander: (?!) Erm...Can I help you?

MC: It's me MC..You showed me the chomping cabbages? We had a lovley game of summoners court together?

Leander: You must have been hallucinating, I haven't got a clue who you are.

Poppy: Could you step away from the kneazel pen, please? You're way too close, and I don't know yet if you can be trusted.

MC: Trusted? Poppy we hunted the Golden snidgets together? We took a fuckin dragon egg back to its mother together?!

Poppy: *confused expression* I don't know you..

MC: Hey Natty *grins*

Natty: Erm..Hello?

MC: PLEASE tell me YOU know who I am?! I saved you? And you saved me?! We did more work together as a great team than the local Law EVER did! We took down two HUGE Dark wizard gangs together!

Natty: I'm sorry..I'm confused..I don't know you.

MC: Hi Amit *smiles*

Amit: (???)

MC: *sigh* MC? The goblin mines? The star gazing? You gave me your old telescope?

Amit: *looks confused and walks away*

MC: Hi Everett.

Everett: Who the f-

MC: OH COME ON?!

🤣🤣🤣🤣

#hogwarts legacy headcanons #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #garreth weasley #leander prewett #everett clopton #amit thakkar #poppy sweeting #natsai onai

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chucklefvck · 1 year

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Animagus golden trio cause I just love the idea. They’re all magical creatures because I said so :)

Harry is a golden snidget. They’re rare magical birds originally used in quidditch before the snitch was invented. They’re know for being speedy in the air and very hard to catch. I thought it fit Harry not only because he’s a seeker and flying prodigy, but also his persona as “the chosen one”. Snidgets used to be hunted for sport by wizards, often being crushed and killed in the process. So yeah, being sought after, hurt by unwanted attention, being put in harms way by circumstances out of your control? It screams Harry lol

Ron is a crup, a breed of magical dog. I was tempted to make him a lion, but a crup is just too good a fit. They’re similar to Jack Russell Terriers (you know, like Ron’s patronus), but they have a forked tail. They’re intensely loyal just like Ron and are scavengers that will eat practically anything, which I imagine Harry and Hermione would make frequent jokes about. Also, it’s just a nice reflection of Hermione’s animagus form.

Last but not least, Hermione is a kneazle. This ones pretty self explanatory. Kneazles are clever and often have large manes of hair, some of their features being likened to lions (hehe Gryffindor). It also calls back to Crookshanks and Hermione just generally being a cat person. I like to think that when they first transformed, Harry and Ron would not let Hermione forget about the polyjuice incident of second year (“Bloody hell, mate, she’s a cat” “Oh no! Guess we messed up the potion again” “Oh come off it you two!”)

Thank you for coming to my ted talk

#harry potter #hermione granger #ron weasley #golden trio #animagus #hp fanart #my art #my stuff #kneazle #fuck jkr #animagus trio

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fog-and-rust · 8 months

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Hogwarts Legacy Incorrect Quotes Part 7 (feat. my Hufflepuff!MC, Ellie)

Zenobia: I'm going to be an adult in 4 years and I only have a vague idea of what I'm going to do.

Ellie: I’m gonna be an adult in less than a year and I don’t know what I’m doing with my life.

Professor Garlick: I'm an adult and I don't know what I'm doing with my life.

Ominis: Three types of people.

***

[After summer break]

Ellie: *running towards Ominis with open arms*

Ominis: *moves out of the way*

Ellie: Hey, why'd you move?!

Ominis: I thought you were going to attack me.

Ellie: I was going to hug you!

Ominis: Why would you hug me?

Ellie: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

***

Lenora: Something tells me Ellie's going to be a bit more unhinged today...

Ellie, with armful of Chinese Chomping Cabbages: Leave me be, cousin Leander isn't here to stop me, I'm going feral.

[A few moments later]

Garreth, pointing a camera at Ellie: There she is, our precious cinnamon scone.

Ellie, leading her little army of cabbages and chasing Puffskein Dunkein: What-?

***

Imelda: Madam Kogawa asked me to tell you about your new assignment, but I think it might make you jump from Astronomy Tower again.

Ellie: Just say it quick, like ripping off a band-aid.

Imelda: You have to teach Ominis how to fly on a broom.

Ellie: ... put the band-aid back on.

***

Ellie: In Garreth's defense, I’ve done some pretty dumb stuff even before I tried his latest concoction.

***

Ellie, in Headmaster's Office: I'll write Professor Black a friendly note. Dear... Incompetent... Dumbass...

***

Leander: I don’t care what anyone thinks about me.

Ellie: Ok.

Leander: Wait, why such a muted reaction? Did that not sound cool?

***

[Beasts are like Pokemons, gonna catch them all]

Ellie: Hey, you want a tarot reading?

Duncan: Those are Beasts cards.

Ellie: You got a Golden Snidget.

Duncan: ...

Ellie: It means 'you're fucked'.

***

[Let's speculate on other games]

Ellie, setting down a card: Sorting Hat.

Amit, pulling out an Arithmancy card: +4.

Poppy, pulling out a Beasts card: Grindylow, I choose you!

Leander, trembling: What are we playing?!

***

Leander: Can we talk about that howlers you sent?

Amit: All it says is, "I'm back on my idiocy".

Ellie, shrugging: The people need to know.

***

Richard Jackdaw: Don't joke about murder. I was murdered once and it offends me.

***

Leander: Ellie and I were at Summoner's Court, and Duncan flew by and shouted at us.

Ominis: What did she do?

Leander: She chased him to Ravenclaw tower, and broke into the Common Room, and-

Ellie: *dropping from above, casting Levioso on herself* Who wants a new broom seat?

***

Ellie: Garreth is a precious angel who’s never done anything wrong in his entire life!

Leander: Never done anything wrong?! He set our dormitory on FIRE!

***

Ellie: Where is that blasted Daedalian key?

Amit: Ellie, Zenobia and Lucan are around, can you say it a little nicer?

Ellie: May I ascertain the whereabouts of the LAST BLASTED DAEDALIAN KEY?!

***

Ellie: Your potion station is in the bathroom?

Garreth: Leander says this is the perfect place for my work. I’m just now realizing that remark may not have been entirely complimentary.

***

[In Great Hall]

Garreth: Amit won't come from Astronomy Tower but I really need his help with homework.

Ellie, to Zenobia: Please, go to Amit and tell him I said something.

Zenobia: Like what?

Ellie: Anything factually incorrect.

Zenobia, shrugging: If you say so.

[A few moments later]

Amit: Did you just say the sun is a PLANET?

***

[In Hogsmeade]

Ellie: We’re going to Honeydukes?!

Leander: No! It’s nighttime, Honeydukes is closed.

Garreth: We’re gonna ROB Honeydukes?!?!

Leander, sighing: No-

***

Ellie: Guess what?

Leander: What?

Ellie: No, you have to guess.

Leander, thinking: I don’t know.

Ellie: I've been to Azkaban.

Leander: Why would you make me guess that?!

Leander: What happened?!

***

Leander: Ellie just insisted I remember a code word in case I'm ever confronted by someone impersonating her under Polyjuice Potion and I'm not sure which is the real her and which is the imposter.

Leander: Some families have a fire escape plan, but not us.

***

Leander: *receives an owl* Oh! It’s Ellie.

Garreth, excitedly: Did she get me the stuff?

Leander: Yeah, she says she got you the Fwooper feathers, dried Billywig stings and 12 gallons of Troll blood.

Garreth: Wow! Where’d she find 12 gallons of fake Troll blood?

Leander: You wanted fake blood?

Garreth: ...

Leander: I’ll go write Ellie.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy incorrect quotes #garreth weasley #leander prewett #ominis gaunt #amit thakkar #zenobia noke #imelda reyes #duncan hobhouse #richard jackdaw

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roohuh · 1 year

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Ominis’ Birthday

Part 13 of the Obliviate Series

Ominis x MC

Summary: you find about Ominis birthday and decide to spend the day spoiling him.

Warnings: oops got slightly mature 18+

Fall's cold wind has blown across the castle turning all the leaves beautiful shades of red, yellow, orange, and everything in between. Ominis lays napping under a tree as you read a poorly translated manuscript from the Americas about the magic users that live there. The French author seemed to be hinting at ancient magic but his English was almost as bad as your French it seemed. There were too many things lost in translation to fully glean his meaning. With a loud huff you toss the book on the grass turning your attention to Ominis peacefully sleeping form. Watching the steady rise and fall of his chest makes you tired.

“MC.” A soft voice says behind you. Jumping a foot into the air you turn to see Poppy. Smiling at the intruder you scoot away from Ominis so the two of you can chat.

“I was going to go to visit the Golden Snidgets this evening if you would like to join me.” Poppy says softly, taking a seat on the grass.

“Can’t. It is Ominis Birthday and he doesn’t know I know.” You giggle. Giving you a confused look Poppy asks,

“And why are you keeping it a secret you know?”

“Well Sebastian told me and apparently it’s a sore topic because of his parents messed up traditions have ruined birthdays for him. So I have decided I will just be extra nice to him all day and give him a good birthday anyways.” Poppy laughs and rolls her eyes at you.

“You are hopeless!”

“As if you would not do the same for Sebastian.” You tease. Her face goes red as she picks a blade of grass.

“It’s not like he would ever notice me anyways.”

“Sebastian just has terrible taste in women! Someday he’s going to wake up and realize how amazing you are.” Poppy laughs, shoving you as you continue “Unfortunately for him, by then you will have died of a broken heart.” You pick up a pebble and try to toss it into your friend's indignant open mouth.

“More like I will have run off to live in the forest with the centaurs.” She corrects.

“That I could see.”

“I will have to find someone to go on adventures with me after we all graduate and you and Ominis go to live in your castle together!”

“It is not a castle!” You correct for the millionth time. Your laughter wakes up your sleeping companion. Laying in the grass with his head now propped up by his arm Ominis asks,

“What is not a castle?” Poppy gets up winking at you.

“Oh nothing!” She laughs and walks away. You move back to your spot next to Ominis under the tree

“Poppy calls our home a castle.” You explain.

“Oh but it is!” Ominis plays along. “Only a castle could hold your beauty.” You snort at his ridiculous sentiment as you reach into your charmed bag and pull out a picnic lunch. Ominis cocks a head at you listening with a smile he asks.

“Do I smell food?”

“I figured we would be spending the afternoon outside so I packed a lunch.” You proceed to pull out a simple but delicious packed lunch each item precured to Ominis tastes. You offer Ominis a sandwich which he happily receives. After taking a bite he gives you a funny look

“This wasn’t on the menu for today's lunch. Did you make it yourself?” You root around in your bag trying to dodge the question.

“What they had didn’t sound good.” You mumble pulling out a bottle from the bag and pour piping hot tea into a mug then set it in front of Ominis. The boy settles down in the turf as he munches on the lunch. After eating his fill Ominis stretches lazily and stands.

“Care for a walk?” As he speaks, offering you a hand. Taking the hand you stroll along the path animatedly describing the surroundings to Ominis as you go. He loves listening to your description of the world around you calling it “seeing through your eyes” secretly he just loves how into the task you are diligently reporting everything you feel he would find interesting. You walk a while in this fashion with no particular destination when you get an idea. Covertly you lead the stroll up the side of a mountain taking a less traveled trail. After about thirty minutes of a less than leisurely hike Ominis stops panting slightly.

“Where on earth are you leading me?”

“Just a little farther.” You urge not attempting to hide your manipulation. He wrinkles his nose at you but quickly relents, continuing the hike. Eventually stopping at the entrance to a cave you turn to Ominis.

“Care to explore?”

“Why do I have the feeling you already have?” He snorts attempting to hide his amusement. You take hold of his hand and drag him. Not very far in the cave opens up to a spacious cavern with lots of pools of steaming water.

“What is this place?” He questions feeling the warm moisture in the air. You start to undress as you explain

“Hot springs! Undress!” Neatly folding his clothes into a pile, Ominis strips down to his underwear. You giggle at the modesty removing every last piece of clothing from yourself then lead him to a pool. Gingerly you lower yourself into the steaming water. Ominis slides in next to you letting out a long sigh. Both soaking for a bit you let the tension in your muscles relax. You lean against Ominis with your eyes half shut drinking in the warmth after a chill day. His hand feels up and down your body until eventually he asks.

“Mc? Are you naked?” You giggle unable to keep the secret any longer

“Happy Birthday.”

#ominis gaunt #ominis x mc #hogwarts legacy #ominis x reader #hogwarts legacy ominis #fanfic #harry potter hogwarts game #ominis x you #sebastian sallow #ominis fluff

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the-magiarcheologist · 29 days

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Hello!

I absolutely love your blog, and I enjoy reading your theories on the game. I particularly like the idea of a secret society connected to ancient magic, and whilst writing notes for a fic, I needed some more lore on Isadora to flesh out that part of the story. Your blog came to mind immediately, and I came back to read ALL of your posts.

My question to you is, would you mind if I used the Forgotten Witch idea along with the secret society in my story? I would, of course, credit you for the information in the posting of it. You have gone to such an effort to research all that detail out, and it deserves the recognition!

It would not be word for word, and I would put my own spin on things, but it is essentially your theory.

Also, do you have any thoughts on what the magical beasts are that could be linked to this society?

Thank you for such interesting content!

Raine x

Hi!

Thank you for the kind words 💙 And I don't mind at all! In fact, I would be soooo happy to see anyone incorporating any of my theories in their fics and adding their own ideas to it! 😊

Honestly, I'm too lazy to write a fic about it myself right now so I would really enjoy reading about it in someone else's story :) I'll keep an eye on your blog when you post it 👀

About the role of magical beasts, I'm not too sure yet but I think maybe some ancient magic rituals might use some of the beasts by-products since those are imbued with magic. At first I thought maybe it was only dragons and phoenixes that could be linked to ancient magic since both those creatures are represented in the pages of the ancient magic book but several different types of magical beasts are also represented on banners, crests and murals found in castle ruins that also have the hooded statues and so are probably linked to the secret society. I think the place where the golden snidgets are kept also belongs to the secret society.

You can see on the banners and murals there are also centaurs, unicorns, sphinxes, hippogriffs, kelpies, mermaids, gryffins, pixies, thestrals and several different types of birds!

#ask box #isidora morganach #ancient magic #magical beasts #hooded statues #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy theory

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lilbeanz · 5 months

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Part 4.

Draco Malfoy & the Golden Snidget.

#jodt #journal of dreadful things #lilbeanz #draco malfoy #hp #drarry fic #fix it fic #drarry #goblet of fire #hp gof #teehee #golden snidget

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mightbewriting · 8 months

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

oh goodness, hi anon! self-rec is not my forte; i feel deeply self-conscious when doing so. but for you, i shall persevere! i have a soft spot for pretty much everything i've written (and a visceral sense of cringe in equal measure), but at the moment these are the ones i think of most fondly (in no particular order).

she thinks: this one is probably a surprise to a lot of people. i know, i know, romione isn't what 99% of you follow me for etc etc etc. but this soft, horny, romantic little cottagecore fic has my whole heart and i make no apologies for it. i'm also incredibly proud of the number of folks who have told me they don't normally like ron in a romantic lead but love him here. this fic is my personal testimony to the idea that with the right story, any ship can be enjoyable.

season pass (to this ass): i've gone on a bit of a journey with this one, tbh. i wrote it totally on a whim, with very little effort or planning, and it blew up in a way second only to wait and hope. that felt weird? something i put very little effort into was liked so much more than things i put *way more* effort into. BUT i've gotten over that weird, self-confidence shakiness and am back to loving it for all the reasons i loved it when i wrote it. himbo draco is a blast. widely accepted fanon characterizations aren't the be all end all. and everybody loves an enthusiastic partner in bed.

well said, hermione: FIRST PERSON IS FUN, OKAY? inhabiting horny draco headspace for this silly, ridiculous little fic was so much fun. and to this day, i think it's some of the best smut i've ever written. plus there are shakespeare references. and a sexually liberated hermione. and golden snidgets. from brainstorming to posting, i had a blast with this fic even if folks widely refuse to read it because of the pov lol.

a season for setting fires: i get it. i scared people with darkfic after apparently convincing them i'm all soft and fluffy romance only. this is my ~divisive~ story. do i still get a spike of anxiety when i see comments in my inbox for this fic? yes, i sure do. but when i separate my experience with it's reception from the fic itself, i still love this one. i tried new things while writing it, including letting myself do whatever i wanted. i'm proud of the story it tells, done apologizing for it, and thrilled by everyone who got what i was trying to do and enjoyed it as well!

wait and hope: if nothing else, a girl's got to be grateful for the community it brought her, let's be real.

#shoutout to mystery sixth fic that would have been included here if it had been posted under mbw #anonymous asks

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stvrlvghtwrites · 1 month

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someone tell me what to do with my life now the golden snidget is over and the wait for the next instalment has begun 😭

#journal of dreadful things #jodt #lilbeanz #drarry #harry potter #drarry fanfic #draco malfoy

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sophsicle · 9 months

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Narcissa q

Hi Soph!

I have a slightly random question - I absolutely ADORE the way you wrote Narcissa in Choices/HLAYK, and I’ve been wondering how she’s going! The last we saw of her in HLAYK, she was struggling with depression and alcoholism 🥺🥺 Where do you picture her being in her journey to recovery - is she doing better? Does she know about Drarry - and if so, how does she feel about it? Has Draco ever brought Harry with him when visiting her? And, rewinding the timeline a little, are you planning to include her in your upcoming Choices sequel at all? 👀👀

(Narcissa is going to be one of my main POV characters in the canon-compliant fic I’m planning and it’s largely your fabulous morally complicated characterisation of her that inspired me, so thank you for that too! 😆♥️♥️)

SO Actually, the last we hear of Narcissa in hlayk she's living in the country running a Snidget sanctuary. It's said in chapter 5 at brunch:

“Draco’s mum is part of the endangered species committee. So she’s taken to fostering Golden Snidgets, trying to help them repopulate.”

George nods his head, because he doesn’t trust himself to speak. Doesn’t trust himself not say that it’s always baffled him the way rich bigots are able to dole out all the compassion and love on animals they can’t ever show to human beings.

“I asked her if she’d let me play a game with one of them,” Malfoy goes on, charming the pan in front of him to deliver more eggs to his plate. “She wasn’t amused.”

BUT there's a bunch of time jumping in that fic so i get why that was easy to miss! She's doing well! has found a new purpose! is pretty happy all things considered. She does know about drarry and Draco has brought Harry to meet the Snidgets, Narcissa even let him name one :) She will be in the Choices sequel yes!!! I'm so glad to hear you're writing her POV in your fic! She's such an interesting to character to play around with and read!!!

#soph rambles #hlayk

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jakob-wulf · 2 months

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How Wizarding Britain needs Purebloods

Now I'm not quite sure how to do this, but this is a long olde rant about the Harry Potter universe. -A few Hogwarts Legacy spoilers below Now, as we know there are 28 main 'pureblood' houses and they are heavily important to the stability of British magical society, from the Ollivander's being the main producers and sellers of Wands, to the Malfoy's government funding. Pure blood families have always been essential to wizarding society, but with rapid depopulation of Wizardkind after the two world wars, the war with Grindelwald and Voldemort they are in a huge population deficit and power struggle. Unlike muggle Britain the wizarding counterpart put no financial incentive to repopulate causing a collapse in trade, supply lines and forcing nearly all graduating students to work for the ministry if their families did not own prior business to survive. But pureblood families are needed to maintain this order, hence why they had so much power during voldemorts era and the 1990's. The Malfoy family funded government departments, the Fawley, Crouch, Avery and Nott families worked in high standing departments and contributed to law and funding of public spending, for instance, st mungos and Hogwarts. Also every family head had a seat in the wizengamot contributing to the management of government and the legal system, Or contributed in development of technology via spellcraft, or potioneering. The loss of pureblood or noble families means a loss in financial stability for the Ministry of Magic, as they do not have the ability to print new money in times of crisis, that being in the power of goblinkind. Additionally the loss of culture, history and familial techniques, like the loss of parseltongue with the Gaunts. if a group were to unleash a dozen Basilisk in London, without the Gaunts there would be mass casualties on muggle and wizarding side. Now I'm not saying the purebloods dont have their own flaws, on a ethical level the extremists have it wrong but also from a side where they want to preserve magic and keep it strong in magical families, they should as it is part of their history and culture, most of the adults from the 90's during harrys time, saw the atom bomb and cold war, how they could be the next to be rounded up and killed. It would terrify anyone, but I repeat, I do not agree with their ideals. just without the complex movement of noble and pureblood families supporting the Ministry of Magic the entirety of wizarding Britain would crumble under the financial weight and become forced to break the statute of secrecy to trade in muggle money to stay alive.

We can also see a clear view of corruption and ineptitude within the Ministry where political power can be hoarded by select few and with no way to elect ministers a democracy could easily become a dictatorship. As shown by Fudge using the power of the Government Run Paper to slander a literal child without legal consequence or how Barty Crouch sent Sirius to Azkaban without trial or due process. circling back to the Daily Prophet, there is no competing news paper to allow free thought or speech only gossip or eccentric magazines like Witch Weekly or The Quibbler. Forcing from children to elderly to believe that anything they say is true. Example: All of Rita Skeeta's articles.

Returning to The loss of culture and history, the Hogwarts Legacy game is a good indicator via Ominis Gaunt that old wizarding families will have secrets like the location of Salazar Slytherins scriptorium, the chamber of secrets, the lost knowledge of ancient magic or the existence of golden snidgets. Though some is kept alive via portraits through destruction of family lines or dwellings of pureblood families I.E. Rookwood Castle/Isadora Morganachs portrait, there is a loss of essential history, culture and folk knowledge in wizarding society. In Conclusion, With the rapid depopulation of Wizarding Britain and the annihilation of Pureblood families over generations of inbreeding, war and extremist ideology blinding them. The Ministry of Magic and Wizarding Britain will rapidly crumble without a method to maintain a standard of living, financial stability, law and morals, essential services or adequate supply lines. Resulting in political and cultural collapse forcing a break in the statute of secrecy to cling to Muggle Britain's struggling system and welfare state to allow future magical generations to recover. Thank you for reading and bearing with my Tumblr ineptitude.

#harry potter #wizarding world #hogwarts legacy #ministry of magic

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