With the capture of Verandi Farley and several high-ranking Trossach members, the British wizarding world has finally caught a break. The rate of rogue werewolf attacks have started dropping at a steady rate and, hopefully, things will stay that way. The Ministry is starting to loosen some restrictions, like not arresting werewolves standing on the street for loitering, however there’s still an obvious power imbalance between wizardfolk and werewolves.
The Cotswolds pack are continuing to advocate for the rights of werewolves and petitioning to change the legislation that has been set in motion by the current Minister for Magic, whilst the remaining Trossachs members are trying to stay out of the spotlight and keep a low profile… for now.
Whilst the British wizarding world seems to have calmed down, the same cannot be said for over in Northern Europe where a rebellion of magical creatures has risen. The state of things has gotten so bad that the European Ministry has enacted protocols to protect those under eighteen whilst their adult witches and wizards fight to keep control of their countries.
Students from Durmstrang have been sent to Hogwarts to keep them safe and those not old enough to attend school have been sent to live with relatives or designated British Ministry officials outside of Europe for the time being.
Will the low rates of werewolf attacks in Britain continue? How long will Durmstrang students stay at Hogwarts? Will the creatures usurp the wizardfolk in Northern Europe? Only time will tell.
SEPTEMBER 2019 It's been a very long, eventful summer in the wizarding world. A baby was stolen, several high ranking Trossach members were imprisoned, and werewolf attacks have drastically dropped as a result. What will happen now school has returned?
MAY 2019 An attempt to capture the beta of the Trossachs has been launched. Were the Aurors successful in their mission? Go read more here!
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Post by PADMA JOSHI on Dec 4, 2019 3:58:09 GMT
The boys' acceptance letters had already arrived several months ago, a benefit, Padma thought, of their birthday being so early in the school year, but the problem was that they had been begging to go buy their school supplies already. It was far too soon, she had told them, but when she'd overheard little whispers of how to sneak out to go to Diagon Alley themselves, she had finally agreed to buy them one thing: books.
Books were useful, after all, when wands and cauldrons were certainly not needed quite yet, and there didn't seem to be any harm in letting them get a head start on learning. As long as they didn't try to transfigure the furniture, she thought. With a hand on each of their shoulders, Padma steered Ravi and Chandra into Flourish and Blotts.
"You'll need A History of Magic and The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1, I know for certain," she started, "and as it's only April, I doubt they've made bundles for the new students yet, so you'll have to find them on the shelves." She produced the lists from her purse, handing one to each of her sons. "And don't lose these, or we'll never remember exactly what you need." With that, she sent them off to the shelves, hoping there wouldn't be any chaos while she browsed for books for herself. She cracked an amused smile at the spine of Prefects Who Gained Power, wondering just how much she would have to do to make it into that one.
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kasia's angry pacifist // 5'7" // widowed // born in england // lives in london
Chelsea was having a quite normal work day. She didn't think much change would come to it, her boss was leaving her in charge of the store and she was simply cleaning when she heard the little bell and the sound of children. Oh yes the Hogwarts letters are being sent to new kids and in only a few months her boyfriend would be graduated and all hers. Chelsea would be lying if she said that she wasn't looking forward to that, her fingers playing with the beautiful promise ring her gave her on Christmas as she heard voices nearby.
The blonde walked away from the counter towards the woman near the book shelves and gave her a sweet smile. "It's a great book." she told her, following the woman's gaze. "Is there anything I could help you with miss? Have you been a prefect before?" she wondered if this woman was in one of those books. "My apologies I certainly didn't mean to pry of course." she added quickly realizing she might have sounded awfully rude asking personal questions to a stranger who's kids were roaming the store like little pirates searching for treasure.
Chelsea didn't know what to do and was debating on walking away and leaving the woman be.
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Post by PADMA JOSHI on Dec 9, 2019 3:39:25 GMT
"Well, once upon a time, I was a prefect." Padma put her hands in the pockets of her coat as she turned to speak to the employee. The badge, which had seemed so incredibly important for the rising fifth-years, in a time which seemed so distant now. In the last few months before she'd had to join an army. But Padma still remembered her pride at receiving it at the same time as her heart broke for her sister when Parvati didn't. The girl in the shop didn't seem too much older than they had been at the time, but Padma knew she had to be, if she was working here instead of sitting at Hogwarts. "Were you? Some of the kids always make it out to be an exclusive club, but it's eight students every year. Plenty of us out there, not having much power."
She glanced back at the bookshelf with its rows upon rows of books on history, some ancient, some new. There were already so many books about things she'd lived through--time really marched on, didn't it? All the kids going to school now hadn't been born until after the war was over. And she, having turned thirty-nine recently, having to face the strange thought of being in her forties soon and still feeling as if the world was out of control.
"I'm sure you could help them find their books," Padma said, gesturing to the shelf where Ravi and Chandra seemed to be very seriously looking for something in the Potions section, "but I think they'll ask if they need you. As for me--" she paused, thinking of what she really wanted. "If you know of anything pleasant, something to get one's mind off bad situations?"
@chelsea
kasia's angry pacifist // 5'7" // widowed // born in england // lives in london
Chelsea used to be a prefect when she was in school. She was quite good at it because she wanted to help people and she would find herself tutoring first years because they needed her. Being a prefect was quite something she felt was an accomplishment but she never really spoke much about it. The blonde looked at the woman who said she was a prefect once upon a time and Chelsea looked at the book, wondering if she was in it. "I was yes, I loved being a prefect because it made me feel useful." she admitted and looked at the woman who spoke of them being like a secret club.
"I never felt like that, I was always busy helping kids younger than myself." she admitted and gave her a kind smile. "Do you like specific novels? I personally love romance novels." she said and motioned for the woman to follow her before waving her wand towards the kids, the books they need sticking out. She knew the books students often looked for and she'd bundle them up later. "Romance novels are sometimes the best to bury yourself in, not needing to think of the world around you." she admitted and bit her lip.
"My mother on the other hand always reads mystery and crime novels, they can challenge your mind." she said and turned to the woman. "What would you like? An escape or a challenge?"
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Post by PADMA JOSHI on Dec 18, 2019 4:54:01 GMT
Romance novels? Padma scolded herself mentally for asking, as if she could have known what the young woman would suggest. It wasn't her fault that she'd told Padma to read something that would only make her heart hurt. After all, she thought, glancing at the small sparkle of the ring on the girl's finger, it probably did make her happy. Was it supposed to make her happy now, too? Padma's eyes drifted to the two boys who had pulled a few books down from the shelves, remembering how tiny they had been when Samir had been killed.
Eleven years and a few months, now. But somehow, she still didn't feel like moving on was so easy. Was something wrong with her?
"Escapes are nice, yes," she said, trying to keep her words steady. "I think the mysteries might be better for me, though. If I keep my mind busy with a challenge, I can't think of other things, can I?" It seemed logical. As long as the books didn't contain anything that reminded her too much of the attack on the hospital. She already spent so much of her time worrying about the results of that. "Do you have anything historical? That would be like escaping into another world, too."
@chelsea
kasia's angry pacifist // 5'7" // widowed // born in england // lives in london
Chelsea was trying to think of all the possible books she has read, books she could help this woman out with. Sure she didn't want to admit that she read almost every novel this store had to offer because that would make her sound like such a brainiac wouldn't it? The girl just couldn't help herself and it made her feel silly all the time. With her finger spinning around her long blonde locks before pulling them all up and tying them into a small bun she turned to look around the shelves.
"Oh yes, I know the feeling of getting lost in a book." she told the woman and held her hand out. "I'm Chelsea by the way." she said offering her hand to shake before the woman asked if she had any historical books. "Oh see these are the crime novels of a time traveler, he goes into the past all the time. I'd tell you more but that would spoil the books." she said and reached for the right shelf, letting the book float to her. "It's a series of four, they're quite good." she said and then looked around.
"These.." she headed for a different shelf. "Are written by a German writer, he writes the history of vampires but not just any vampires, these are different races of vampires and though I am not big on these... they're quite addictive." she said and bit her lip. "There are also some other historic novels but mostly romance or fairytales." Chelsea told the woman who seemed a little sad. "Did I say something wrong? I didn't mean to upset you miss."
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Post by PADMA JOSHI on Dec 27, 2019 2:51:14 GMT
"And you were a Ravenclaw, then, I'm guessing, with that sort of personality?" Padma knew that there could be bookworms found in all the Houses, but from her own experience, the greatest number had always been in her own. "I'm Padma." She shook the young woman's hand firmly. "Always liked a good book. I'm a Healer now, though, and a mom, so I've got to force myself to make time for it." Her eyes traced over the cover of the book that had been brought to float between them. A crime novel sounded good, as long as it ended the way she expected it to: the murderer apprehended and brought to justice. That was the kind of world she wished to live in.
"I'd be willing to try this one," she said, plucking the book from its place in the air and flipping through the pages idly, then closing it before she could get a glimpse of any spoilers. "And the vampires too--though it is in English, right?" Though she knew bits of a few languages, the only one Padma was certain she could read a whole novel in was English.
"And--don't worry about it. You said nothing wrong, it's only that I thought of something I didn't want to think of. I just have--too many things on my mind, is all."
@chelsea
kasia's angry pacifist // 5'7" // widowed // born in england // lives in london
Chelsea was having a quite normal work day. She didn't think much change would come to it, her boss was leaving her in charge of the store and she was simply cleaning when she heard the little bell and the sound of children. Oh yes the Hogwarts letters are being sent to new kids and in only a few months her boyfriend would be graduated and all hers. Chelsea would be lying if she said that she wasn't looking forward to that, her fingers playing with the beautiful promise ring her gave her on Christmas as she heard voices nearby.