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!
David had found himself in the Ravenclaw common room, reading a novel from one of his favorite authors. He had hit a writers block for his own novel, and was somewhat annoyed about it. There was a toothpick in his mouth as he enjoyed the silence around the common room due to the other students doing God knows what. As long as they weren’t bothering him, or trying to peek at his novel. He’d be angry if the work he had done has gotten stolen by a fellow housemate or even a fellow dorm mate. He didn’t trust many people besides his own family.
David’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps entering the common room and he had closed the book, not even looking up. If one entered, others would soon follow and it’ll be loud. David had sat up to put the book inside his bag, not paying much attention to the other soul until they had seated on the couch next to him.
Colwynn didn't usually take criticism so hard, but this was different. She'd sent a short story she'd written to a magazine to try and publish it. She'd mailed it in expecting that it wouldn't get published, but she hardly thought that the scathing review was necessary. Granted, short stories weren't her strong suit. She felt she worked better with novels, where she had more time. Her ideas were too big for just a few pages.
Knowing that there weren't many people who she trusted with her writing, she found her way to the common room, her short story in hand. She could handle being told that her story needed work, but the publisher had told her the piece of fiction was 'unreadable' without any other input was infuriating. She had been proud of it, expecting that a macabre and depressing love story about a time traveler and an immortal would make for at interesting read, but apparently, she had been wrong. Granted, she might have been overreaching where the magazine generally only published adult writers, but Colwynn preferred to go big or go home.
She plopped on the sofa next to David, and unceremoniously dropped the pages into his lap. "Can you read this and let me know what you think of it?" she asked him, unable to keep the annoyed tone out of her voice. "I don't care if you think it's the greatest thing ever or a piece of garbage, I just want you to be honest with me and let me know what's wrong with it and how I might be able to improve it." As an afterthought, she said, "If you don't mind." Colwynn didn't have many friends, but she and David shared a love for writing, so she trusted him with her writing.
David had eyed the pages that had been thrown into his lap, and he had looked at Colwynn as if she had several heads. Truth be told, he wasn’t one to give people harsh criticism about their writing, and he would often help people make sure their essay’s make sense before they would pass it in to a professor who took their job seriously. Of course they had to take their job seriously, they needed to guide their students about the outside world. But David was there to make sure they didn’t have any misspellings, or grammar problems. It was a huge pet peeve he had, and he rarely ever showed it. So when the pages were dropped into his lap, he had grabbed them while he listened to his writing friend speaks, and he noted the annoyance in her tone.
The male had adjusted himself on the couch, holding his right leg under him and he had started to read, making some mental notes as he read and he took the toothpick out of his mouth as he flipped to the next page. ”Hm.” he had hummed as he eyed the words on the page and raised an eyebrow. ”Well, it’s good for the most part. Interesting from what I’ve read so far…” he had started as he turned the page and eyed nodded as he gave her a nod.
”There’s some grammar, and at least three typos from what I see. Otherwise, I love it.” he said and frowned.
