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 MIA-ROSE LINWOOD on Nov 16, 2019 4:44:58 GMT
Another day in the library. Mia-Rose sat at a desk by herself, her cat curled up on the chair next to her as she hunched over a book, red curls hiding her face from view. As always, she was wishing she was outside instead, but she wasn't going to do that if there were things she had to study before exams came in just a couple months. Over the break she'd have lots of time to hang around outside, maybe even take a trip somewhere. Until then, books.
And then there were other things to study too. Like dragons, which she was going to study even if nobody thought she was going to be able to do it. As if the quiet sister couldn't handle something like that. It had been eating at her for months now, the way that she'd tried to actually talk about her ambitions for once and gotten laughed at. She was sick of being laughed at. It was bad enough that she didn't properly fit in with everyone at school, but she hated the reminder that she wasn't what her family wanted, either. Not even what her uncle the adventurer wanted.
Absentmindedly, she petted the cat with one hand while scribbling notes with the other. She'd show them, she would. All she needed to do was prove it in front of other people for once.
Post by AGNES CLEARWATER on Nov 20, 2019 8:19:45 GMT
With a determined expression on her face, Aggy beelined through the library, trying to find a place to write her essay for Ancient Runes. It wasn't that it was a difficult essay, per se, nor was she running late on handing it in, but she wanted to get it over and done with. Plus, she liked learning about Ancient Runes - she found the subject fascinating, as opposed to half of the students in their class who skivved off and 'rested their eyes' (a.k.a. slept) whilst the Professor told them to read certain pages of their textbook.
It turned out though, finding a free table was immensely difficult and as she wound up sitting in front of Mia-Rose who was stroking her cat like some bad parody of Blofeld from James Bond, Aggy asked innocently, "Are you planning world domination? Plotting your revenge on people who have a significant bias against gingers? 'Cause I gotta say... this is a plan I can get behind." With that, Aggy pulled out a chair to sit opposite the girl. If she had to make conversation to get a seat in this library, then she'd do it.
"I know you're probably dying for some mundane chit chat about our classes or who's up the duff - and no, I'm not making some... very detached reference about Hilary the 2000s icon - but I'll spare you," Aggy said, before she started to gather her ink pot, parchment and heavy textbook from her back which she placed onto the table with a loud thud.
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Post by MIA-ROSE LINWOOD on Nov 26, 2019 2:59:51 GMT
To be honest, Mia-Rose was surprised at how busy the library was, but perhaps that was just because she usually spent time here any time she wasn't outdoors. Unfortunately for her, that meant she was going to have to share a table, as one of the Gryffindor girls from her year sat down across from her. She scowled at first, her peace disturbed, but had to let out a soft snort at the idea of world domination. If only you knew, she thought, not quite dreaming of world domination, but some sort of future glory, yes.
"I guess, yes." She eyed the other redhead suspiciously as she started setting things on the table, silently calculating whether she'd be able to get anything done with her around. Sometimes, when her classmates were nearby, she started worrying all about how she came across, if she was being awkward or talking too much or not talking enough, and that wasn't going to help her with studying in the slightest.
There was absolutely nothing Mia-Rose wanted to do with small talk though, and she shook her head in disgust. "If someone's up the duff I don't want to hear it. That's gross. Unless it's Rosa, so I can finally have a reason to kick her out of the dorm." She was still bitter about the fact that the other girl had gotten the prefect badge. "Or Isobel. Merlin forbid, but then I could kick her out of my house."
Post by AGNES CLEARWATER on Dec 8, 2019 10:32:44 GMT
Aggy was getting a scowl that could rival the best of her own right now, but she didn't pay it any attention besides thinking that maybe if Mia-Rose was pissed off enough, she could scowl hard enough to resemble the creepy little doll Chucky. She didn't intend on pissing the Slytherin off that much but... it was a hell of an amusing thought. "You guess? Well, based on that, I guess your plans for world domination aren't very solid and I'm not sitting opposite the next Voldemort-in-the-making. Should've guessed since you have a functioning nose, not just nostrils," Aggy said, beginning to flick through the pages of her textbook to find the one she was after.
"Teenage pregnancy is part and parcel of the teenage experience tm, you can't avoid it apparently. History is just determined to repeat itself," Aggy replied with a short hum, before her brows raised and she snorted. Loudly. "If it's Rosalia Capone, then there's one of two options of the baby's dad and I'd have to flick a coin to decide which one's worse. They're both shining pinnacles of men you don't want to date." She had seen as such at that party Elena Coldwater and Viola Rosaline had thrown earlier in the year. "Don't think you'd have much of a chance to kick her out of the dorm if she's just pregnant, though I don't know about... your sister?"
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Post by MIA-ROSE LINWOOD on Dec 11, 2019 19:29:02 GMT
"No, I prefer my soul all in one piece, thank you," Mia-Rose said, her scowl slipping into the slightest of smiles. Truly, it was alright if she never achieved world domination, as long as she achieved domination of Flourish and Blotts's bestseller list. And for that, she was going to be a magizoologist, not a Dark witch. At least, she thought, if dealing with people didn't turn her evil before that.
"Yes, Capone, that Rosa," she continued, making a face. "Well, I'd rather she didn't reproduce, but if it gets her out of my hair somehow, I can live with it." She didn't know what was up with Italian pureblood families that made them even weirder than British ones--and Mia-Rose had insider knowledge of British ones--but she didn't like it. All secretive and pretending to be glamorous--she'd take farm life any day. "I want her to have so much shame she just has to leave and be homeschooled or something." Never mind that Mia-Rose was much the same about her reputation and felt like she could be the one dropping out of school if something horrible happened; she would never get pregnant. Ever.
"But you're right about my sister, she'd go home and then I'd have to deal with some kid every time I went back. I'll make a different wish, then." She turned back to her Arithmancy homework, writing out a series of numbers in neat cursive.
Post by AGNES CLEARWATER on Dec 23, 2019 11:21:55 GMT
"Are you sure? I mean, I've heard that splitting your soul into seven pieces is a hell of a time. Total piece of cake too. Not advanced magic that's barely mentioned in any literature at all," Aggy said, returning Mia-Rose's smile with one of her own. It was a dark subject to be talking about - horcruxes, that was - and Aggy knew that people didn't like to discuss Voldemort at all for the most part... but she wasn't of that persuasion. She understood all the pain and hurt he'd caused, but she'd rather be sarcastic about him than avoid the subject of him altogether.
"A bonus of Capone getting pregnant is that we'd probably get to see Greyson Avery, in all of his toxic masculinity and anger, punch a wall," Aggy said with a snort because he really was just... everything she hated in a person. He was misogynistic and arrogant and obnoxious. He pulled on everyone's pigtails for fun, hoping to elicit a reaction, and half the time he succeeded or wound up making somebody cower like the bully he was. "What's your beef with Capone?"
"A little niece or nephew gnawing and slobbering at your leg. Sounds like the dream." The thought of babies and toddlers and first years (not that different to the first two, really) made Aggy shudder. They were just so... baby and toddler and first year-like. "You'll need several stars for all these wishes. Maybe a few dandelions too."
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Post by MIA-ROSE LINWOOD on Jan 6, 2020 4:07:04 GMT
In general, Mia-Rose had no qualms about advanced magic. Advanced magic was exactly what she wanted to be able to do--to figure out things like Polyjuice Potion and Felix Felicis, to be able to become an Animagus--but Horcruxes, not so much. Even if immortality did sound appealing, which it didn't really--who wanted to live in some awful weak body forever?--everyone knew better than to pin those hopes on Horcruxes nowadays. There had been one Linwood who died in the first war, even, before Mia-Rose could ever have met her. "Oh, no. I don't have enough of a soul for that. One life is enough for me."
She dipped her quill into the ink again, coating it in the dark liquid. "Good. I hope he's expelled too, for whatever he punches." She held no warmth for Greyson in her heart, maybe even less than for Rosa--but she didn't have to live with him, so she could be much more free to ignore him. "They made her prefect for Merlin knows what reason." Mia-Rose could admit that she was bitter, because why wouldn't she be? She'd spent the four years before doing her best to impress every professor, and they still went with that attention whore. "If she was insufferable before, now I just want to smother her with a pillow in her sleep."
Another few numbers on the page, a few sharp corners appearing in the precise cursive. "I don't wish on stars." That was childish. "Maybe I should start, though, if you think so. Does it work?"
Post by AGNES CLEARWATER on Jan 8, 2020 10:14:51 GMT
The mention of Mia-Rose not having enough soul for Horcruxes was enough to have Aggy letting out a laugh. "Same," she said flatly after her laughter died down. It didn't sound appealing to her at all. "Some people want to be re-incarnated, but that's a strong no from me. I know it's surprising given my life has just be such a whirlwind - like, in the best way possible - til now, like the stuff dreams are made of to quote Lizzie McGuire in her infamous wisdom but... you can't achieve a perfect life two times in a row, am I right?" Part of the fun that came with being a muggleborn witch was confusing all these magical folk who'd never had a taste of the muggle world, nor shown any interest, with pop culture references. It was something she unabashedly lived for.
"Unfortunately, try as it may, a wall can't voice it's complaints about being hit and he'd end up with a slap on the wrist," Aggy said with a shrug. With any luck, she'd end up with a broken hand though which was what he deserved and more. Call her violent, call her a bitch, whatever but he was the biggest douchebag she knew, along with his brother. Someone must have really pissed God off the day he decided to bless the earth with that 'dynamic duo.' "If you smother her with a pillow, we won't get to have Miss High and Mighty bestow us with her wisdom in classes and I'll be terribly sad. I might even cry." Truth be told, she didn't hate Rosa so much as the company she kept, but hey - when in doubt, all aboard the bitch train, right?
"If you ask Jiminy Cricket, he'd say yes but... he's a cricket, so I advise not taking him a face value," Aggy said, before shaking her head. "I hate to break this to you but realism and, you know, brains say that's a no. Nothing will make your dreams come true except you -so... I believe in you." To punctuate her words, Aggy gave her a little fist wave and all as if to say, I'm practically a cheerleader. Just call me Big Red.
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Post by MIA-ROSE LINWOOD on Jan 15, 2020 4:04:01 GMT
There were quite a few things Agnes had mentioned that Mia-Rose had no idea about--if Lizzie McGuire or Jiminy Cricket were people at Hogwarts, she knew she would have heard of them, so clearly she was missing something. She resolved to comb through a few books later, when Agnes wasn't looking, just to see if that was something she should know or if it was just a Muggle thing. So often the Muggleborn students talked about television and stuff, a contraption that would probably never be found at the Linwood farm. Even a radio didn't really pick up much out on the island.
That being said, whatever conclusion these people had led the other redhead to seemed like something Mia-Rose could get behind. Believing in herself. That was something she tried to force herself to do every day, even if being around her more talkative and cheerful classmates made her afraid that nobody would ever like her. "I like that. Using your brains, I mean. Glad to see someone else isn't into giggling over tea leaves and calling that planning for the future." Not that many of their classmates took Divination, but for the ones that did--it seemed like a horribly fluffy subject.
Post by AGNES CLEARWATER on Jan 15, 2020 7:50:29 GMT
"It's a novel idea, isn't it? Using your brains. Most people just think they're to sit there and 'chillax' in your skull but nope, they're actually there to be used," Aggy said before grimacing because tea leaves were a load of rubbish. What the hell could you even learn from them - that they make a soggy, nonsensical mess in your cup? "I think tea leaves run along the same lines as cloud watching does - you make yourself see things that aren't necessarily there. It's a load of codswallop."
Now that Mia-Rose seemed a bit more at peace with her being there, Aggy picked up her quill and dipped the nib in the ink pot, falling into silence - which was a miracle within itself - as she started to get into the groove (not the Emperor's, unfortunately) of writing her essay.
