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Post by armodeous on Jul 27, 2005 22:15:28 GMT -5
Armodeous Silver entered one of the better pubs along Knockturn alley. He grabbed a glass of brandy from the bartender and sat silently in a small booth and took a sip.
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Post by armodeous on Jul 27, 2005 23:24:51 GMT -5
Armodeous closed his eyes slowly as he listened to talk around him
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Post by Joseph Veith on Jul 27, 2005 23:51:22 GMT -5
The doors of the pub began to open slowly, a young slytherin body appeared from behind. He had seen professor Silver enter the pub a short time ago but then again he wasn't spying on him.. honest. His robes were waving lightly in the wind as he entered, looking around conversations seemed to stop and all eyes focussed on him. Entering the bar his eyes scanned around the suddenly quiet pub and he shook his head. Walking up to the bar he stopped for a moment his eyes cold and harsh as they focussed on the barman. "I would like to see Professor Armodeous Silver please." He said coldly. He stared at the man who looked at him with a nervous expression and pointed to the booth in the far corner. "Thank you..." Conversation suddenly started again as he walked slowly to Professor Silvers booth and he stared at him, people quickly giving him sideways looks.
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Post by armodeous on Jul 27, 2005 23:54:02 GMT -5
Armodeous listened to all fall silent. He laughed softly but didn't open his eyes. He felt a pair of eyes on him and sighed taking a small sip of brandy before staring at the boy. "Sit." He said
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Post by Joseph Veith on Jul 27, 2005 23:56:29 GMT -5
He did as he was told, his cold gaze staring at Silver, even when he looked at him his eyes did not faulter. "Cold night." he said, as if making idle chit chat, random people seemed to be listening in on what they were saying but he knew they would barely hear anything.
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Post by armodeous on Jul 27, 2005 23:58:08 GMT -5
"Really? Didn't seem to be that cold." He said staring into Joseph's eyes.
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Post by Joseph Veith on Jul 28, 2005 0:02:35 GMT -5
He couldn't help but get the impression that Professor Silver was trying to read his thoughts, then again he could try if thats what he wanted. "Shoddy place, would have thought someone with such high standards would be able to find a better place to get drunk." He said staring around the room. "I presume that the headmistress did inform all staff that they should not move past hogsmeade without her permission first." His voice was cold but a small smile was on his face. "Not that I would come all the way to Knockturn Alley just to tell you that ofcourse."
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Post by armodeous on Jul 28, 2005 0:04:01 GMT -5
Armodeous shook his head. "No, I am sorry but I wasn't informed. As for..... getting drunk. That is the last thing I am to do."
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Post by Joseph Veith on Jul 28, 2005 0:10:49 GMT -5
He continued to stare at him for a moment then smiled. "Well.... I won't tell her where you were then." He reached into his robes and took out a small piece of parchment. "I was sent, to deliver you this, it is from the headmistress." He whispered lowering his voice. "I will not speak of it here." he handed him the parchment. Letting him read it he stared carefully.
'Dear Professor Armodeous Silver, I am sorry to send Joseph out in search of you but we are in need of your knowledge in the dark arts. Madam Pomfrey is stumped and is in need of some ways to nullerfy or reduce the affects of the Imperalous curse. Kind regards, Headmistress Cathy.'
(sorry its lame but I have no idea why a student would enter a pub in knockturn alley was the best i could think of )
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Post by armodeous on Jul 28, 2005 0:13:05 GMT -5
He cleared his throat. "Tell her where I was. I could clear that up with her in minutes. IF not it was my stupidity that got me out here." He stared at the parchment. "Who?" Was all he asked.
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Post by Joseph Veith on Jul 28, 2005 0:15:04 GMT -5
He stared at him for a moment then nodded. "Okay" he then went silent for a short while until he looked around and leaned closer. "A resident of Hogsmeade... I do not know who myself."
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Post by armodeous on Jul 28, 2005 0:19:20 GMT -5
He growled impatiently. He rubbed his neck and closed his eyes. "The resident has to fight it off. Or get the person that set the curse to break it or kill the guy."
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Post by Joseph Veith on Jul 28, 2005 0:22:31 GMT -5
"They are the only ways? I am lead to believe that there are some rumors. Even if it is to reduce it, you see the caster appears to not control magic very well.. And I'm sure you know what a poorly cast Imperal curse is like. There is no way to get the patient to Saint Mungos safely." He leaned back.
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Post by armodeous on Jul 28, 2005 0:25:40 GMT -5
"Well. Can you tell me if you have seen the caster or have got him?"
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Post by Joseph Veith on Jul 28, 2005 0:26:44 GMT -5
He shook his head carefully. "They are unsure of whome the caster was, at this current stage in time..."
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