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Post by morgana on Dec 12, 2010 15:25:24 GMT 1
Morgana's shop never made much profit. Though that had never been the purpose of her shop, it was thus because of her reluctance to serve mudbloods, half-bloods and of course those pesky blood traitors. Although Morgana was actually well known to waive the banishment on the blood traitors, provided they were wealthy, handsome and male. As mentioned before, Morgana's shop was not a profit organization. It's true purpose was to gain favor with the powerful wizards of tomorrow. Morgana had originally tried to acquire a post at Hogwarts as potions mistress, but had been turned down by the founders.
It did not take her name long to permeate throughout Hogwarts however. Before she had even decided to, Morgana had pure blood parents banging her door down insisting that their children be taught real magic and potions. Not the watered-down curriculum they taught at Hogwarts. And that offense to pure magic; Defense Against the Dark Arts. That was why she had assembled the pure blood students that would come to the basement area of her shop. Where the mostly male students could practice dangerous concoctions and the blackest of magic to their heart's content.
The night was December 13th, the children's parents expected them to return for the holidays with a full magical education to help around their homes. Morgana was currently the only one to provide such a service.
"Welcome. Don't be shy, choose a book and witness the true might of magic." Morgana's classroom was equipped with a large table against the far wall from the door upon which sat the books she mentioned. She had several cauldrons and fires set in columns to one side of the room. A large, empty area was on the opposite side. The neighbours would complain about the smoke, but Morgana knew how to keep people quiet.
"Ah." She approached a younger boy perusing through an old book. "That book contains knowledge only mentioned at in the bare pickings contained within Hogwart's so-called Restricted Section. Go on, perhaps you'll master something I haven't been able to." Morgana smiled. She was determined to have a lasting influence on which ever of these children grew to be the next powerful Dark Lord. |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Dec 12, 2010 20:43:43 GMT 1
Viktor was around, reading some of the books, it was fun, learning real magic, dark magic, he already put them to use once, outside of Hogwarts, he kept reading the books, provided by Morgana, the only witch, he'd never kill, or maybe he would but it wasn't his intention yet as he kept on reading and practicing it, unlike the other students though, he didn't practice it on targets, he practiced it on the other students, injuring a few of them in the process. "Pff weaklings." He said as he kept reading some of the other spells, and using them on targets this time, so he won't be in trouble if people discover he was behind those curses to send them to the hospital wing and quite possibly st mungos. He knew a lot of spells thanks to her books, spells he used against his aunt and mother, he just grinned as he kept reading these, eventually switching into potions, as he started concocting a couple of potion.
Once he was finished with it, he forcefully made a student drink it, the poor soul fell unconscious on the floor, Viktors laughter could be heard, though he soon looked at Morgana "What? He had it coming. Viktor was cruel and sadistic, his true nature was only apparent in here, when he was reading the books Morgana provided and all the other stuff, he also looked at one of the books and was a bit confused about it, he scratched his hair, he would ask a question about it soon, but first he just wanted to look at the other books, learn more spells and practice them, he would need them, to kill those muggles, he hated those people, blood traitors were even worse. The only founder he liked was Salazar, and of course he wanted to kill Rowena, but he wants to hear her scream first, his desires were all psychopathic.
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Post by lesuthprince on Dec 13, 2010 17:09:33 GMT 1
Lesuth loved these gatherings. He had never missed one. Even though he liked Gryffindor, he learned alot more here than in the good Professor's classroom. Lesuth was not evil, however. And would not stand for Verloren's actions. Ominous nickname or not, Lesuth was never afraid of anything but failure. Lesuth bent over the poisoned student and held his head as a friend of the boy administered a quick antidote.
Lesuth stood and stared at Viktor for a moment. He hated Slytherin students that did what ever they pleased. He also knew that the boy Viktor poisoned was not very pleasant either so he choose not to do anything. Instead he turned and headed toward the door. He decided he didn't like to come here anymore. He felt pretty ill.
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Post by morgana on Dec 13, 2010 17:34:30 GMT 1
Morgana watched Viktor with a slight unease. More because he was harming a wizard with potential to look after her later in his life than that he was doing something wicked. But she ultimately decided to forgive Viktor. She didn't know the poisoned boy's parents very well anyway. "Of course, dear." Morgana smiled at Viktor. She guessed that he didn't act like that in school. Which was a pity. Strong pure blood men should act however they pleased.
Morgana noticed Lesuth Prince leaving. She had hardly welcomed them and he was already going. She narrowed her eyes at him, it was no wonder that his parents hated him. Morgana stood and followed him slowly. She grabbed his shoulder just before he had reached the door. "Where are you off to?" Morgana didn't usually like the Gryffindor students among her flock, but this one had more promise than many of the Slytherin students even. And if she could fix him, his parents might reward her for the effort. |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Dec 13, 2010 19:59:34 GMT 1
Viktor hated it when someone broke his fun, as he pointed his wand at the student's friend who administered the antidote. Without any pity for the boy, he pointed his wand at him. "Crucio" Viktor said, as the boy was now in pain, he thought the effect was pretty curious, and interesting, seeing so much pain gave him some kind of pleasure, as he stopped using the spell on him. "Maybe the little Gryffindor is afraid, torturing and killing, isn't that what you want to teach us Morgana, against those muggles? He said his voice, darker than usual. "If he is leaving because of what he saw, then he is not worthy of learning dark magic." He said, as he practiced his spells on the target now, separated from the other students, he didn't like the others, he only liked to be alone and practice alone. Killing was his only desire as well as being more powerful, he would achieve that no matter what.
"What are Horcruxes miss?" Viktor said, not caring if she was trying to make that student say, he needed to know what it was and why she had a book of it, it seemed so forbidden... so mysterious.
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Post by lesuthprince on Dec 13, 2010 22:09:00 GMT 1
Lesuth turned when Morgana stopped him. He knew it was rude to leave. But he could hardly take much more of this. He thought he could ignore it at first. "I was-" Lesuth stopped when Viktor began using the Cruciatus curse. Lesuth had never seen another student use it before. He had seen it demonstrated by the adult wizards who came to these gatherings but never by a student. Lesuth shook his head and he focused on Morgana again. "I was going to get a butterbeer. I'll be back." Lesuth wanted to be the best. He was very headstrong and casting powerful magic in front of him made him very competitive with you. Lesuth turned and left the basement, but he would return later.
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