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It was way past curfew & I should've been back in the dorm, but Professor Slughorn's essay on...
Erised stra eheurt

Xanah

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Location
England
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She/Her
It was way past curfew & I should've been back in the dorm, but Professor Slughorn's essay on Bicorn Horn substitutes in making Polyjuice Potion is due tomorrow and with the Hufflepuff V Ravenclaw match, I wasn't going to study. Only problem is that now Filch is chasing me, damn bastard,I get that it's part of his job to catch stray students, but screwing thumbs for coming back from the library late?! Is there no civility in you

As it is now, this is the 3rd classroom I've hid in to escape his threats of barbaric punishments, unlike the other two rooms I've used, this one isn't empty, in the center of the room stood a grand framed mirror, cast in gold, the frame was styled after the peak of a castle's ramparts, inscribed on the arch of the mirror was a line, which although it made no verbal sense, felt as if an entire mountain was put on my shoulders just by reading it; "Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi," what does that even mean? It's just a fancy mirror, right? One of the staff must have put it here to get it out of the way…

Whoa.

Why did I?...How?...what?...but I'm alone, this doesn't make sense! I whirl around to check and...yeah definitely alone, but as I turned back, just before I could look at my weird reflection head on, I saw a different image out of the corner of my eye that just looked like a child's rendition of a Tarot Card.

The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed...

However, when I looked at the mirror dead on, it was back to the scene out of my deepest desire that only I know, even stranger; my double winked it's gold eye-I don't have gold eyes, who does?-at me.

I walked forward to find out what in Morgana's left tit is going on, but in my daze, I walked into the mirror, not as in I walked into the glass & lay there dead or dying 'till somebody found me, but I walked through the mirror and fell through a technicolor tunnel, the last thing I saw before I lost consciousness was the two images I saw before superimposed over each other.

But...what exactly did I see?...

[] I'm sitting on a queen-sized bed dressed in a silken dressing gown, drinking a glass of wine, as a dozen half-dressed witches crawl and frolick around me, all vying for my attention/A writhing woman lying above a laughing crowd as the blazing sun beats down on her, inflaming her passions, headless of the dignity of those below it.

[] I'm playing quidditch at hogwarts, but instead of the normal chasers, my muggle sisters were playing & I was seaker/A Roman centurion riding a canopied chariot out of water pulled by two sphinxes, one black & one white.

[] I'm in a half-muggle, half-magical workshop studying aerodynamics, well-wearing woods, broom-crafting & charms/Four items lay before me, water being poured into a goblet, the outline of a reverse triangle overlaying the silhouette of an upright triangle, a phoenix & a square inlaid in another.

[] I'm resting at the edge of the black lake, gryffindors playing with slytherins, ravenclaws tutoring hufflepuffs, purebloods helping muggleborns, everything is peaceful/Seven stars glitter against the night sky, none of which match the luster of the eighth even though it gazes at the earth with a mournful expression.



GM Notes: Why am I doing this again when I have…*shuffles notes*...6 other quests? Oh! That's right; not sleeping for 160 hours, drinking a double shot of JD & listening to AmaLee's cover of "ECHO" on repeat all day, brings back ideas, i.e; this, it may also cause reality to do the tango with itself, I do not recommend it. Incidentally, asking me why I chose those arcana/desires/MCs is futile as I have no clue myself, I'm just rolling with it myself. :oops:
 
[X] I'm in a half-muggle, half-magical workshop studying aerodynamics, well-wearing woods, broom-crafting & charms/Four items lay before me, water being poured into a goblet, the outline of a reverse triangle overlaying the silhouette of an upright triangle, a phoenix & a square inlaid in another.
 
[X] I'm resting at the edge of the black lake, gryffindors playing with slytherins, ravenclaws tutoring hufflepuffs, purebloods helping muggleborns, everything is peaceful/Seven stars glitter against the night sky, none of which match the luster of the eighth even though it gazes at the earth with a mournful expression.
 
[X] I'm in a half-muggle, half-magical workshop studying aerodynamics, well-wearing woods, broom-crafting & charms/Four items lay before me, water being poured into a goblet, the outline of a reverse triangle overlaying the silhouette of an upright triangle, a phoenix & a square inlaid in another.
 
[X] I'm sitting on a queen-sized bed dressed in a silken dressing gown, drinking a glass of wine, as a dozen half-dressed witches crawl and frolick around me, all vying for my attention/A writhing woman lying above a laughing crowd as the blazing sun beats down on her, inflaming her passions, headless of the dignity of those below it.
 
[X] I'm resting at the edge of the black lake, gryffindors playing with slytherins, ravenclaws tutoring hufflepuffs, purebloods helping muggleborns, everything is peaceful/Seven stars glitter against the night sky, none of which match the luster of the eighth even though it gazes at the earth with a mournful expression.
 
[X] I'm resting at the edge of the black lake, gryffindors playing with slytherins, ravenclaws tutoring hufflepuffs, purebloods helping muggleborns, everything is peaceful/Seven stars glitter against the night sky, none of which match the luster of the eighth even though it gazes at the earth with a mournful expression.
 
[X] I'm in a half-muggle, half-magical workshop studying aerodynamics, well-wearing woods, broom-crafting & charms/Four items lay before me, water being poured into a goblet, the outline of a reverse triangle overlaying the silhouette of an upright triangle, a phoenix & a square inlaid in another.
 
[X] I'm sitting on a queen-sized bed dressed in a silken dressing gown, drinking a glass of wine, as a dozen half-dressed witches crawl and frolick around me, all vying for my attention/A writhing woman lying above a laughing crowd as the blazing sun beats down on her, inflaming her passions, headless of the dignity of those below it.
 
[X] I'm resting at the edge of the black lake, gryffindors playing with slytherins, ravenclaws tutoring hufflepuffs, purebloods helping , everything is peaceful/Seven stars glitter against the night sky, none of which match the luster of the eighth even though it gazes at the earth with a mournful expression.
 
Well, if this is gonna get updated ON Christmas I should lock the vote, so;

Vote Locked:
[X] I'm resting at the edge of the black lake, gryffindors playing with slytherins, ravenclaws tutoring hufflepuffs, purebloods helping , everything is peaceful/Seven stars glitter against the night sky, none of which match the luster of the eighth even though it gazes at the earth with a mournful expression.
...Wins!




Huh...Never thought I'd see a day where Hufflepuff wins on SV. Well then; you are now Ernest "Ernie" Macmillan of The Star Arcana, for those who don't know or remember him, he's this dude.
 
What is this?
Wha….what happened? The last thing I remember is looking into a creepy mirror that showed...How did it know? Did it read my magic? But I've never read about anything like that, of course, that doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Now, where am I? Is this the Black Lake? But...why does it look like Spring when it's November? Merlin, is it warm out here! Deciding that keeping cool is better than sticking to the winter dress code, I shrugged out of my Hufflepuff robe & took off my grey jumper, leaving me in my black polo-shirt with a yellow collar & matching rings around the sleeves.

I should probably look around to see what's going on, suiting actions to thought I started walking in a clockwise direction along the bank looking for anything that can tell me what the hell is going on.

About a quarter of the way round, I started to hear a commotion up ahead as if people were arguing, usually, this isn't anything new, especially between Gryffindor & Slytherin, what made this time odd was that before now there was a peaceful silence.

As I rounded the corner to see what that the newest squabble was about, I froze as a third voice entered the fray, I'd recognize that voice anywhere…

It's mine, only...twisted.

Sure enough, standing between the oddly featureless students, was an exact replica of me, aside from the eyes, instead of my normal black eyes, my doppelganger's were pure gold.

"Now, now guys, what seems to be the problem? There's no need to get flustered over little things is there? Everyone should just sit back, relax & get along, right?"

"Y̔̓̄҉̫͖̲̰̥ȩ̸̛̳̭͇͚͖̼̿ͤ̅ä̡̹̤̖͇́ͩ̄̅̔̅h̶̨̻͇͒ͪ̽̇̐̔ͬͥ̀,̢̧̑̊͏̟̥͍̟̙͕ ̘̳̳͑ͨͧͮͨ͊͟y̫̥̌ͦ̾ͭ̉̂͊̕o͙̺̦̥͆̑̃̃ͧ͂̔͘͞ư̧͈̮̱͓͉̱̣̺̔͂̋͊ͯ̋͆͗ͪ'̢̜̜͚̦̱̭̦̃̆ͣͮ͆̓͟r̯̆̃̆̽̉e͇̫͓͎̭̮̻̋̈́ͪ̃͒ ̷͉̜̪̦̬̬̲̞ͣ̄̑͛́͟r͉̯͔͓̞͉̣̉̈̏́̄͝i̤̩̮ͨ̿͂͗ͣ̐̄̚͝g̊͏̨͍͙͙̞̤̫͝ḫͬ̂̽̋ͭ̓̆t͎̑ͨ̂̔ͧͥ̓̾͋͘͜ͅ ̹̻̹̑͑̓̈ͦ̔́͞E̶̿ͥ̓͏͖̟͍̭̱̫r͎̗̥̱̦̻͔ͯ̃ͤ̑̐͟n̴̍͒ͩͮ̅̆̚͏̴̤̥͇̫͔i̠̯̘̘ͫ̄̓̉̒̀ͭ̍͗́e̴̢̱̻͖̝̫̫̻̰ͯ̋͛ͥ͋͌͋̊,͈̬̜̫ͩ̐̿̃̀ͯ ̸̭͈̮̮̍͐̚b͙̹̰̙̲̓̕ͅṵ̺̞̝͍̹͇̾̔̂̿ͩ̒͌͜ṭ̡̙͓̗͖ͫ̍̓̍̍ͧ͗͠ ͊̎̎̃ͪͤͣ͂͏̶̳̝͕̳ṭ̶̾͐ͫ̉h̟͔̆̏͋̽͂ͫͅi̸͉͍̬̤̲͉̞̠͊͛ͅs͂̔҉̙̜̞͍͖͕̖̞ͅ ̾̌ͥ̃ͨͤ͏͏̭̺̘͕̳͉̠̙d͈̣̩͈̖̗͉̙̽͐̅̒̀̕u̶̶͓̲͎̺͑̿ͧ͟ď̠̭̼͂ͦͧ͞e͇̦̺ͤ̑̔̚͝ ̷̷͔̞͕̟̟̼̞̬̇ͣ̂ͪ̇ͥ̈́̚͡j̧̹̹̔̿͒ͣ̐͘͠u͖̩ͬͭ͐͜͝ͅs̶̷̜͇͓͍͖͆̔́͗͗͒ͅt͉̜͇͚͇̱̥̼̓̋ͩ̚͟ ̴̵̝̥̲̏̓͛ͩ͘ͅr̳͓͑͛ͬ͂̈́͑ͪ̔ḛ̡̳̘͎̯̩̭̓̓̓͛̿̃͌ͬ̕͞f̶̷̮̮ͫ͂̆̍͡û̗͍̻̖̅́s̭͙̗̤̞̖͉̓̎̓̔͌͆ͭ͜͠ę̶̤̊ͣͩ̑ͤ̓̈́ͦd̛͍͖̝͎̈ͩͫ̅̏͑̓ ̯̜̌ͩͮ̇͜tͩ̈́̂͑͊ͭ̌ͥ͏̱̖ͅo͔̝̝̯͈̥̖̳̾̓̊ͨ͂ ́͌ͦ̍̋҉̙̹̗̲͝p̶̨̡̬̬͙̲̈́ͬͅa̾̋͒ͬ́͋ͦͥ͏̬͔̫̖͢y̶̻͖͉̥͍͓̒ͪͨ ̵͕̦͉̟̲̊̾͢ͅo̝̫͕̯͍̪̻̅̄̇ͧ̊̀ư̘̘̳̔͑͂ͦ͂̌̚r̷̶̰̦͔̜̥̘̒ͩͭ̓͆ͦ̈́ͦ̚ͅ ̼ͨ̒̽̆̆͟b̸̸̦̺̪͕ͬ͌͌ͨ̂ͭe̴̩͙͕͗ͨͥ̂̌̐ͪ́͘t̷̼̠̫̣̤̱͖̓͆ͮͤ͞,̶̙͕̫̟̺̠̩̇̈ͬ̈͜͟ ̵̡̪͚͉̥̼̎͌͐̒ͣI̴̛̞̬̜̠͋͠ ̨ͭͪͤ̆̚͏̭͉̳͚̠̗͙t̼̞̺̰͇̞̱͎̂ͩ́̈́̔͐͢͟o̙͖͖̺̰̪͗̇̇͐͂͐̀̚ͅl͂͂́̂̄ͨͦ͏̝̤͉͔̕͠d̸͕̞̯̟̙̘̰̒͂ͭ ̙͖̦͕͚̬̺̹̀̋̔͒ͣ̊̀h̹̥̝͐͋͐̂͟i̙͈͖͇̙̖̤̅͐̔̃̂m̱̤̟̜̹͍͚̽͆̄̇̑͡ ͖̬̤̭̽͋̀ṱ̱̗̼̍͆̈́ͧ̈́͢h̟̖̲̞͍̩͓̼̪ͫå̄͆ͪ͗ͨͧ̏͏͍̺̱̠̯͉̬͜t̯͚̭̼̫̝̩̥͂ͭ͊͑ͮͩ͟ ̖͇̹̰̤ͦͧ̃̚͡P̢͍̱̫͑̂͜r̷̡̥̬͚̥̤̓ͭͤ̆͒ͧơ̞̘̟̣̝̪̻̒̇̃̌̕f͍͎̱͎̂ͦ̉ͣ͆͡eͪͪ̍̏͟ͅš̴͎͇̘̞̤̜͙̣ͭ͊͆ͭ̄͟ͅs̆͒ͤͧͬ͆ͬ͏̨̫͎̼͔̜̙o̘̅͊ͧ́r̷̵͕̯̣̤͆ͣ́͊ ̶͎̫̰̻̬͔̤ͪͣͯ̓ͅȘ͎̜̹͔̦̬̯ͭ̈̅̋̈͠n̷͕̙͈͎̠ͮͥͭ̏ͥa͚͔̓̐̚͜ͅp̧͎͈̤̺̽̎ͅè̷̵̺̪̆̒͋ͦ̿ͣ͠ ̹̀ͮ̈́̽ͭ̊ͩ͝p͒͂͌͏͞͏̪̮̼r̡̟͖̻ͮ̓̀ͪe̶̴̲̮͓͇ͩ̒͋ͯ̽ͨf̴̗͕͇ͩ͗ͫ̈́͌ē̸̱̠͇̉r̫̎͑́͠s̨̯̜ͬ̏ͩ͊̏͢ ̪̞͓͕̠̎̉ͧȋ̥ͦͯ͗ͬ͠t͖̬̭̳͇͉͊ͥ̕͝ ͈͍͍͚̊̓̈́wͭͥͣͪ̏̽͏͈̲̠͔̻̱̦͙h̸̴̻̘̝̮̗͚͚̐ͤ̌ę̡̤͓̙̠̲ͫ͌̈͟n̴̲̪̯͙͛͆̉͛ ̞̬̰ͣh̷̜͈̣̟ͩ̃ͫ́ͅi͇͚̝̙͓̍ͩ̃ͣ́̚͘͜s̻̩̠͚͔̠̹̖ͯ̎̓̎͋́͞ͅ ͙͍̹̜͗̏ͤ͢͝s̵̡̙͒́ͦ̎ͪ̔ͮ͒̿͞ͅt̗̦̲̫̠̹̬͇ͦͦ̂͑̀u̲̮̫̯͇͐̂ͦ̓͜ͅd͍̫̃͊̿̑̂͒͘è̘̳̘̲̼̈̒͒͆n̨͛ͥͭͭ̆̎͏̺͔̪̲͙͟t̸̖̰͇͈͈ͪͦ͋́͜s̢̖͙͔̥ͬ̍̉̑̌ͥ ̅͋͏̝̻̬̗̀ȧ̃҉̭r̶̸ͣ̓͌̈ͫ̆͗ͦ͏̬̞̫͎͈̱ȩ̯̥̖̻̞͍̱ͬ̅͊ͩ̒͋͝ ̴̧̬̣̃̂̍̄ͯ̃͗ͯc̬̠̗̲̐͋̿͂̆̽͘ą̵̤͉̈́ͭͦͦ́̌̌̿l̵̡̤̯̣̖̻̘͎̫͓̑ͥ͂̌̊̈͡m̡͋̾҉̖̲̫͢ ̶̨̥̻͉͎̲̗͐̊̓ͦͨ͌͐̈ă̵̢̘͕̺̽ͣͪ̀n̵͈͚̘͖̫̜̗̄̋d̶͎̗̗͖̖̭̋͗̈́͌̎ͫ̍ͣ́́ͅͅ ̡̣̮̏͐͆ͫͅr͔̭͉̃̀̈́̐͑̃͡a̧ͯ҉̙̗̳͇ṱ̢̮͙͈̪̫̯̟ͦ͒ͧ̅ͬ̈́͋ͫ̈́͠i̍̂͐҉̱̯͓͓o̷͍̝̒͋̉̈̋ͨͤͪ́ǹ̪̞͖͈̠̥͚̎͒͒͌ͧ̋a̸̻̮̩͔͉͚͎̹ͭ͑̿̕͟ͅl̨̪̠̬̩̗ͦ̂͐̎ͦ͆ͅ,̬̮̟̋ͥͪͮ͜ ͋̑̿̚͏̷̨̣̤͇w̠̝͑̐̿̐ͩe̦̜͍ͬͦͫͦ̓̓̍ͯ̚͜͢͞ ̴̢͈̮͉̫̦̞̭̣̀͑͒̈̕t̷͇̫̖̙̂̃ͥ͗̌ͬ̉̇͛͢ͅr̪̣̗͖̜̠͖̙̼̈́̾ͫͣ͠ȉ̴̡̧͔̰̭̖̪̠͌̐̃ͮ̇̊ͅe̢̬̞̥̩͔͍̰̝ͬͯ͋͘d̵̳͕̳͓͓̱̯͋ͥ̀ ̶̫̞͚͍̙̀̑͗͋ͥ͡ͅi̲̣̇̌͑͌̊́͞n̡̧̙̼͓̮͖̟̓͆̍ͭ̉̎ͪ͢ ̷̸̤͈̙̻̲ͧ̎̑ͭ̅͆ͬt̷̵͎̻̝̩͙͉̓͛̂͐̃ͤḧ͓͓͇̖̰̤́ͥe̬̰̭̼̱ͮ͠ ̧̪̠̥ͧ̉̉̕͘c̓҉͈͙l̛̺͇͚͎̪͕͖ͧͫ͋ͅͅa̷̛̞̜̫̹̰̠̦͊̏͋ͣ̐ͅs̩͚̹̘̞̦͖̞͋͌͆͂͌ͥ͞s̡̙̰̄́͂̽̀ ̴̨͚̣̯̭̳̙͍̲ͭͭ̌ͯ̉̇̿t̡̛̜̱͓ͥͤ̉̇͌ͯw̴̼̜̦̽̿̉̏ͤ͢ͅǫ̴͎̦̣̦͎̤ͩ͊̆̚ ̢̗̳͑̚͞w͉͇̝̲̬͖̲̾ͥ̿ͪͣ̃̋͑͗ë̙̲̜ͩ̐̂͆ͯ́̚̚͟e͈̘̜͎͖͆̉͊ͥͫ͡k̗̖̲̫̳͚͈͋̐͒͞s͓̹̟̥͆ͤ͒ͧ͛ͩ̍̋ͮ͞ ̮͈͂̅͆a̦ͮ͋̉̕͡g̸͒̽̈́͜͢ͅoͨͫ̾̾̋̍ͤ͐͏̵͈͕̩̪͔ ͛͗̍҉̤̲̟&̡̗̞̺̘̪̗͚̊͒͐̾ͥ̊̚ ̡̥ͬͮ͢h̷̢̯̯̿̏͞e̵̢̟̹͙̎́ͬ̆ͪ̚͞ ̿͌͐ͥ̔̍̈́͏͝͏̻̭̻̠̹̮͍ŵ̢̜̰̫ả̦͖̜̯̩͉̫̊͑͟͝ş̪̭̲͇̏̉́͘ ̫͇̹͐͊ͤ̀̀ͅm͍͎̲̗̣̯̘ͣ̈́̅͊̂̇͒́͝ȗ̻͚̬̯͂ͧͨͤ̏̚c̸̳̙̙͛ͮ̐̀̃h̷̶͉͙̗͎̒͊̽̃̆̀̔ͧ̾͜ ̧͇ͮ̐̒̇ͧͫ̇m̛͙̯̦̱̹͈̘͌ͮͫ̍͆̋͂̈̀͠o̿̆̑͆̉͘̕ͅr̶̢̬̖̗͕̫̻̗͚̊ͤ̄ͯ́ę͂̐̀͋̑̌̏̄͏̵̼͕̫͓̱ ̸̯͐́̍ͦ̐ͦ̋̈́̀a̶̦͉̺̘͂ͦg͕͍͕̙ͩ̓ͣ̅͠͝ŕ̛̪̠̙̲̥͓̗̐̃ͅe̛͍̟̝̩̲ͬ̎ë̞̳͙̊̀ͫ̏ͅä̶̭͙͚͔́̍̐͞b̰͎̼̞͇͓ͬͪ̈͛͗̂͌͗́͜l̾̑̋̈́ͬ̄ͮ͊͏̵̠̦̥͖͈͠ͅͅe̸̪̬̣̻̯͉͎͛.̤̘͇̭̗̜͑͐ͯͯ̒̀̆͘" What? Why am "I" speaking english & the others talking in this gibberish?

"Ţ̸͎̙̭̤̙̠͖̏ͪ̂́̿̅h̸̵͓̘̘͊͒̂ͪͭ̀e̢͖̥͎̣̓͝ ͛͌҉̢̹͚̤̟̭ȯ̵͏̨̯̱nͧ̂̎͗ͩ̈́̈́̄̍҉̧̲̼̦lͥ͊͆̓̋ͧ̔҉̸̙̟̣y̩̠ͥͫ̓͆̓ͨͪ̑̀͘ ͉̘͍̙̩͉̗̊̎̈́͑̽͞r̡̘͇̫̤̲̲̘̃ͭͨ̕ě͎̱̥̜̰̳͓͆ͥ̂ͣ̀ą̱̋͛̆ͧͭs̶̷̩̬͓͉̞̘̠̘ͪ̆̉͋͑ͫ̊̉ͅǒͩ̂͒̈́̒͏̹̳͍̞͚̪̺̩n̷͍̹̖̜̤̮̠ͮ̇̏ͫͮ͋̓̕ ̸̫͚͚̮͍̮ͥͩͭͭͧ̍͆̀Ī͍̦͙̏ͤ̊͟ͅ ̷̦͔̩̫̰̀̔w̸͚̝͍̫͕̫̖ͯ͛ͨͫ͢͝ͅo͂ͤ͆̀̓́͏̘͓̪ņ̻͖̬̿ͩ͡'̭͇͉͍̱̓͐ͥͬ̑̇̉̅̕͡t͕̮͉͈̑̆͒͟ ̵̼͇̟̾ͮͫ̋ͧ̿̋̎͠p̔̇ͮͤͦͥ̆̿̚͡͏̪̳̺̹͉̠̝̜ạ̭̗̟͍ͦͩ́̇ͫ͋y̟̦͕̥̽ͦ̐̄̉͛ͦ͟ ̢̰͔̖̘̩ͬ́u̪͎̝ͤͣ̔͂ṕ̷̝̦̥̮͖̻͍͝ ̵̮̦̪͖̟̿̾ͦ̒̿ͦ̔͟i̳͈͈̤̲̞̿̃ͩͥ̋̎̓̐̾̀͜ͅs͎̎͌̌ͤ͋̋̑̃ ̶̷͚̺̮̰̫̩̥̐ͮ̋̽ͨ͡b̯̺ͧ̓̽̏͡e̴̯̼̝̟̟̝̱̲͛̏̽̋̽͠c̷͖̥͚̗̱̜̓ͣ̆ͧḁ̧͙̫͙͎̃̎͜ͅu̽̽̽̎ͯ͏̠̘̜s̡̛̝̜̦̗̤͎̭̳ͥ̓ͥẽ̲̟̭̼͇̒ͪͣͣ̓̾͞ͅ ͚̯̭̠ͩ̎̾ͭ̉́̚I̵͎͎̘͚̯ͬͤ͛̒ͮ ̴͚̼̜͔͔͕̓͗ͯͩ́͡ç̵͍̣̤̭̀̍ͮ͛͌͂ȁ̶̝̤͇̭̕͢n̛̻̥̈͋͋̚͘'̜̦̗̦̞̬̄̋̔͢t̵̢̫͋̾͝,̧͖̥ͬ̐̀͗̚̕ ̟̩̯͓̠̗̦̎̃͊ͥ̇̚I̤̗͙̞͔̪̍ͦ̈̿̽ ̻̯̭̯̮͒ͮ͑̍͞s̻͈̝̩̱͙̟͍̙̔̀̏p̨̳͔͓͇͔̩ͨ̈́ͭ͋ͅè̸̼̰̑ͮṋ̷̥̜̦̜͈̹̔͛̂̔̊ͭͩ̚͟t͓̳͇̫̺̜̠ͥ̄̓̽ͮ̽ͬ́͟ ̭̼͙̝͗̐̃̕͡a̍͑͐̉̃ͮ͊͋҉̙͚̠̤̠l̷̡̥̭̓͊͛̾̏ͧͅl̺̜͙͎͍̙̬̬̈́ͨͭ̕͘ ͚̼͉͍̖̺̌̐̇͞ḿ̴̘̖̙̻͊ͯ̔̎y̸ͥͧ̀ͩ҉͍͍ ͖͚ͣ̌̔m̺̫̫̜̫ͥ̐̌̊̐̇ͨ̄̌o̧͇̲̲͕̺͐̏͛̓͑͢n̢̖͖̥̞̪͚̯͂́̿̿̃̓͢ē̛͇̟͚ͪ̓̉ẙ̼̭̳͖ͯ̔̐̒͛̚͜ ͑ͮ҉͉͜ȯ͔̳͎͈̐̐̊n̸̯̓ͮ̆͜ ̵̬͕͓̙̜̲̪̩̞̿̆ͦ͊̂̚̚-̲̩͔͒ͫ͌ͯͭͤ̍-́̆̄̒̑҉̥͔͚̻̼̳-̑҉͕̫̣-̨̞͓͙̟̊̍͋́̿ͨ̐̅̚͠-̛͉̟̘̼ͥ̐'̛͖̯̹̲̦͍͈̭ͬ͆̿͋ͩ͐̀͟ŝ̴̷͕̄͊̑͐ͥ̇̃̚ ̧͕̼̗̔͗ͥ͐ͅb̸̡̫̻͉̠̱̖̘̞͒̍͜i͉̱̳̤̽ͨͬ̐ͨ͊͐́̚̚r̵̙̫̙͉̻̺͊̿̏̂̑t̡̫͎͈̩̼̀̈́͗͜͢ḩ̵̟̹̤̫̞ͣ̉̓ͦ̈́̿ͭ̾ḋ̨̤̣̱͚͈̱͜a̳̫͇ͥ̔͊́͂ͣ̊ÿ̫͇͖̠̥͙́ͪ̃͊̍ ̴̸̤̜͒ͭͬ̒̒̚p̵̛̭̝̤ͥͭ̍ř͆̌̾̏͆ͪ͂͐͏̛҉̜̗̯ẽ̡̨͕̼̝̪͔ͥ͑͌s̘͖̥̣̲̝̙̩ͦͤ̄ẽ̻̪͔̪̺̟̬̙̓̇͌ͧ̐̎́n̯̳͇̹̞̘͐t͓͉̩̜ͥͣ̿̏ͧͣ̕͠,̖̫̝͍̥̱̑ͧ̊́̔̓̚͘ͅ ̫̻̗͊ͪ͂̓ͦ̓͘͜͜I̷ͩ̓̒͊͑͡͏͕̯̣̙̻͖̙̠ ̢̮̱͇̞̗̓͗̓̓p̖͚̞͒ͫ͗̏͐̓̍̀̚ŗ̞ͣͦ̃̑͑̋̕o̪̻̝̎͘͢m̶͙̰̟̃ͧ͢i̬̞̭̞ͬ͐̿̅s̶͓̽ͯ̍͟e͈̦̲͖̥̜̋ͣ͌͌͒ͦ͟͜ ͉͉͑̃̇ͨ͂̚I̴͔̤͉̣̻͉͌͗͑ͦ̏͊̌'̞̫̈́̿ͧ̍͐͟͠l̯̜̬̰͋ͤ̎ͧ̽̏͟l̶̬͖̬̗̝͎̙͍̋̄̈͘ ̷̵̟̻̽ͩ͑͋̽̉͛p̶̘̳̺̤͉̗ͭ̿ͫ̏̀ͥ̍̅a̢̬̮̽̓͗̆̋ͮ̊̃y̸̲͙̲͎͙̻̯͖͒!̧͉̬̂̓̏͂͛ͦ̂̃͆ ̢̥͚͔͇̜̰͌̂̓͂ͅH̪̺̍̍̒̏̄͋̔͟͠o̲̎̿̊͗̀͛̊ͨ͢ẉ̶̳̟ͯ̇͗͋̅͋͘͟'̴̥͚̻̖͖͗̽s̡̳̩̤̮̺̜̍̆͌ͣ́ ̙̪̄̋͢n͌ͦ͜͏̰̝̪ē͍͔̺͍̙ͫ̊̏̔̀x̨̧͓̖̣̜̱̾́͌̒ͣ̿ṱ̗̖̄̀́͡͞ ̷̳̤͙͎̞͉ͯ̚͞͡w̗̥̓͌̋̅ͬë͕̹̠̳ͧ͋̿͐̈͟e̷̼̫̭͔̍̎͞k̠͔̪̪͈̽ͯ͟͜?ͮ̌͋̊̏͋͂̆͋҉̩̟͠"Both of them? What is this language?!

"T̷̡͚̠͇̖̯̪͆ͩ̅̔̚h̠̼̰ͣ̀̌͆̅͋a̡̐̂̔́͆̍ͮͦ̑̀҉͔̳̙͎̥̖t̥̍̒̒'̵̗͎̲̣̘ͧ̇̏ͧͨͯ̆̄s͉̰͔͈̔̾̽ͭ ͎͉̲͕͒̆̅̑ͤ̄̚͞w̥͕̱̯͎͆ͨ͒͊̑̑̂̾h̙̼̩̱͎̜͆͂̐̂̈́̿̀͠a̗͉͛̂́͢͞ț̹̄͌̊̿̄̍̽ ̪̝̮͕̑̅͌̿̊ͥ̎͗̾͝͠y̧̤̣͉̹̋̄̓̂ͥͬ̈ỡ̧̻̜ū̻̱̟̣̃ͭ̇ͪͫͩ̽̏͟ ̴̺̪̋͆̿̇̽̌ͪ̚s̝͍̠͓̞̗̰̃͒͗̌͛ͬ͡a̵̼̙̰ͥ̇͊ͪ̒ͧͯͫ̕͢ị̞͋̒ͧ̈̌͆d͉̙̲̽͋ͫ ̶̴̢͔̜̻͙̦̹̰͇ͮ̍l͖͔̏̅ͤ͡͠a͍͕͕̻̓ͭͬ̀͜s͕̳̞̠̩̜̣ͥ̂̎̅̓͘t̹̻͆̔ͥ̅̃͟͢ ̮̘̗͇̬͎̫ͪ͂ͧͅw̲̼͕̯͈̻͕͎͆̂ͅe̸̝̟ͤ̓̌͞͝ḛ̞͓̤̗̱̋̇ͫ͗̏͆ͫ͂ḵ̞̩̙̮̤̪̪̮̃͞.͈̻̬͈̯͙͇̫̦̔̕ ̫͈̯̦̯̠̩̪͐Į͚̘̗̫̰̗̽͊͂̂̚͢'̼͖̠͖͉̞̻̗̦̔ͩͦ͂̃̑m̱̬̟̠̯ͮͩͪ̉̏͑̐ ͕̪̠̜͔̰͕͚̪̽ͭ̕͞s̡̼̜͉̜̞̞͔͆̽͂͝ͅi͔ͩ́͒̅͡͠c̨̤̲̟̫̟̜̹̣ͣ̾͋͛̾ͭͭk̙̞̥͊͆ͥ͊̔̚ ̴͖̞̩̹̭̪̞͍̯̍ͭ͑ơ̪͚̘̙͋͡f̨̘̪̟̫̬͎͙ͣ̀͒́ͅͅ ̸ͦ̾ͩ̔͠͏̳͚̘͚͕̰̙͇y̫̤̺͇̗̔̓ͦ͌ͮ̎o̟͍̲̞͉̯̝͑̍̒ͥͧ̍ͬ̃u̻͔͖͍͎̬̭̟̖ͣ̏̒͂͝ ̪̜̏̂͊̿̈́̚ë̼̻̪̳͎͒̇͘͝x̱͍ͣ͊̀̌̊͘͢͟c̢̖͓̥̫͔̱̻͆ͪ́͠ͅu̓̋͒҉͎̻̗͔͓̞̼̯s̶̖ͤ͗ͭͦ̿͊͆e̟̜̝̤̫͙̪ͧ̉̏̏͒̆̈͠ͅs̱̤̹̄͐ͩ̀́ͮ̽͠͞!̙̮̥̩͍͖͑̄̄͊ ̧͖̻̭͒ͬ̓̈́̿ͭ͝Į͍̰̠̺͋ͬ̚ͅf̲̮͎͆̈̇͂̀͝ͅ ̷̖͕̟̙͈̟ͯ͑ͨ̈́̊͛̀y̩̞̗̠͒͆͊̍̈̑̔̑͘o̜̼̙͎͎̥͊ͭ͝u̢̻̘͖̲͍̥̱͈ͭ̊̓ͥͤ̐̌̃ ̶̛̪̺̙ͤ̊̌̈̒͛́ẘ́̾̏̓̓͟͞҉̦̝͖o̢̞͔̟͍̦͉ͪͮ̈͐̊͊͗̓̕n̶̻͊ͥ̅ͫ'̘͙͓̱̗̫͑̀̂̀̏̄̃͡ͅț̥͓͕͚̻̞̮́͌͘ ̊̑̂͛҉̱̤͝G̢̧̡̬͕̫͇̙̜̈̃̋ͮ͂̅̑I̵̜̼͚̳̪̤ͥ̑͑ͥ̕͝V̀̽͗͐̊͛ͤͧ̏̕͏̱̯͕̦̬E̛ͣ̃́҉̩̺̮ ̑ͦ̐͏̗̦̘̤̬̠̠͖m̢̨̖̙͖̔̾̀̑̚e̐͋͏̩͇͉̯̺̻ ̡̨̯̥͒̌t̗̼̫ͧ̉̓̉ͯ̚͜ḣ͈͎͍̱̥̥̜̘̈́̆ͮ͑ͪe̸̼̮͙̲̦͋̓͞ ͉̫͔͓̺̜̲̆̋ͥͪ̅͊ͮͨ́͜m͉͓̳̰͈̯ͬ̈́̐ͧ̈ǫ̨̪̰͙͖͕̯̽̓̄ͣ̅ͅn̡̨̙̮͍̼̽ͦ̽̽ͬ͑̔̄e̗̻̰̳͋̾͆ͭ͛̑̆̄̉͢͝y̶̨̺̜͍͚̝͓ͥ̕,͈̙̫̺̣̠̄ͮ͂ͤ̀̿̀͜ ̱͕̜͖͓̺͎̘̒̒̑̽͊ͪ͊̾͝I͇̐ͭ̉͌͗̚ͅ'ͨ̂ͨ͋҉̯̲l̝̳̩̠̱͛͌ͯ̿̀̕ͅl̗̼̳͖͆̿ͮ̈̀͝ ̰̘̦̱͎̃ͥ̔͂ͩ̑ͅj̜̯̖̘̞̩͕̯͓̄ͮ̄̍͛͂̑ͤ̚ư̪͇̫̺͍͒ͨͣͩ̾̔͘s͎͚͙̻̙̺̝̻̀͒̆̒ͭ̑ͫt̸̨ͭ͋̉̈́͂̍̂̐҉̪͈͖̥̣̟̮͉ ̵̤͓̻̳̣͋ͯͭ̋͢͝h͗ͫ̔ͥ̈́̎͞͏̡̹͓͖̲̲͈̬̖ȃ̄̇͐ͬ͏̗͕̻̻͖͙̮̮v͕͓̦̖̖̣̽̌̅̅̇̎́e̺͂̅͒ͤ͂ͣ̌̒̐ ̲͓͍̄̕t̫͓͒̃ͮͪͨͨͩ̈́̍̀͡o̢̞̮̬̥ͨ̂͆̽̓͊͡ ̣̍̿̎̎͐͐̈́͠T̶̮̮̩̟͉̥ͩͯͪ̚͢ͅA͙̻͔ͭ̓̐̉̎͗͘͞͝K̷̞͂̍̆͜͠È̸ͬͥͨ͑͐҉̮̖̪̫͚̫ ̟̜̿ͬ͘͝i̵̛̼̻̰ͨ͗ͮͮ̉̅͆̅̚t̨̳͈̪͓̻͔͇̾͑̒ͩ̃͠!̶͎̫̭͎̝̲͖̹͔̊͊͞" Obviously, whatever the other said irritated the first one too much as he went to pounce on the second before my clone grabbed both students with an unimpressed look on it's face.

"Ah! Ah! There's no point in getting angry & Voiding the bet. & YOU! Mr,---, stop baiting him & pay, no more excuses!" Fixing them both with a glare & tightening his grip, he didn't let up until the second one, presumingly the one paying, caved in.

"F̞̮̲̤̣̱̲̞ͪ͊ͤ̕i̵̧̼̲̟̥͍̬̬̮ͧ͌̒͋̃̃͋̆͝ͅn̩̼̜̘͈͉̹͈̅̑ͦ͒̂ͅë͉̤́̑̆ͯ̊,͒҉̟̩̻̩ ̖͙͎͚̼̦̳̆ͅf̶̛͓͓͆́̒ͭ̋͑̾į̩̯̭̍̽͗̈̾͡ṉ͍̲̠̟̥̠͙̈́́́ͩ͟e̸͚̗̫͒ͦ̈́ͣ̓,͎̜͖̤͕͖̥̇͂͋ ̷̬̦ͮ͂h̞͊̆̓̊̀̚ḝ̶̤͚͉̙̫͙̠͂ͨ̐ͭ̓͊̑r̛ͦ̇̌͏̲̱̺̙e͖͖̘̟̱̠͖ͮͬͅ'̸̙͔͍͓͖̼̜͋̅̾ͣ͒͐̋̏͊͘͝s͎͈͉̩͑͂̐̐ͭ ̧̻̘̜̰̩̥̮̄͐̊̔̇̀͊͐y͐ͬ͆́̌̈́̚҉̩̺͎ò̙̭u͍̩̞͍͈͙̠̍̑̊̅̂ͦͮ́́̕͜r̷͙̳̟̩͔̓̒̌͢ ̡̨͕̹͙͖̖̰̇̈̅͛̏̃̚͡d̴̡̝̳̥̪̔̌̆̿͒̽̿̚a̒͒̐ͤ҉̷̣̺̺̜m̪̦̞͆̌̄̍̃̅̈n̠̭̦̭͙̖̙͌̎̈́̍ͦ̆͝ ̧̒ͭ͐͛̃̋̀͝͏̤̖͍̪̳͙̦̙̟Ģ̸̪͂̚à̴̲̤ͦ͗ͧͪl̴̠̞̺͎ͮͮ̕ͅl̤͇͔̱̥͓̦͋ͥ̐̊ͅe̮̟̠̞̟͎̙̭̊́̚͠o̧̦̬̔̉͞n̴̶̖͖̫̝̟̼͔̬̈ͥ͊̃͌̃͑̓͜s̵ͤͫ҉͍͓͎͖,̫̭̠̝̲̟̪ͥ͑̂ͨͦͭ͢ ̖̠̪̥̱̩̮͕̾͂y̻̞̰̜̥̐̓̂͑ͩ̇ͯ͟õ̇͛͏̬̹̙͖̼ũ̡͓̥̰͇̫ͮ̓̈́̅ͤ̎̕ ̡̧̼̭͙̟͍̦̳̬ͣ̍̔̾ͣͣͦ͋͞ḇ͚̭̰̯ͦ̈̏ͪ̽̆ͯ͠͡l̴̨̮̣̰͔̭̯̘̮̟ͮ͒̋ͣ͋͑ͫ̚ö̻͚̙ͫ̑o̷̥͈̬͔͓̲̱͔͑́d͈͓͍̩͂̀̊̆̚͞ͅy̻̼̥̘̍ͤ̿̂͠ ͈̪̰͆̔̎͊ͭ̚͞͡t̢̡̩͔̹̒͆̆̑ͫa̵̶̳̘̩͎̖͉̝͉͒̓͟ṯ̴̛̘̟ͪ̓͗̎tͤ͂̿̽ͧ̀̿͛͏̴͙̹̺l̎ͮ҉̮̺̲͖̼͚͙̳é̵̼̞̟ͥ̑͒͢ͅ.̶̯̹͉͈̹͋ͩ̿̽ͅͅ" Grumbling the second student pulled out a bag of what I assume is money & handed it to the other.

"Â̴̢͇͒͛̏̑̕t̵̹̗̟ͯ̈́ ͈ͦ̽l̲̱̣̅̒͑͌̌͟ã͕̮̓̇̾̉͂́s͋͂̀ͤ̽̚҉̱̣̹͉͎̲̕t͎̘̱͙̯̜̥̝͛̆̒ͬ̾̀!̣̤͎̣͍̣̜̾͒͐̅ͨ͛̋͘ ͚͖̯̰͖̫̑ͯͩ̈P̡̘̲̮̦̳̰̻̞̆͂͊̽͡ͅḷ͇̦̤̣ͨͭ͟͡e̝͇̮ͬ̆̀́͡á̡͔̩͚͊ͩͧ͘s̗̦̺̳͗ͦ̊͆̒̅̚u̵̺̗̬͌̄̑́r̷͗̉҉̰͈̬̰̝̤̬ȩ̵͎͕̦͕̘̰̞̓͆ ̣͙̻̹̱̝̯̩ͭ͝d̨̫̩̞͚̓ͤ͋ͣ̅ͧ͒͒͞o̪̯̞̼̟ͬ̈̿̆ͤ́̚iͣ́̽̾͏̗̯̬͚n͎̤̍ͯͧ͌́g͈̖̪̞̫̳̼̅͒ͩ̉̉ͧͅ ̞͋b̤̑ͣ̅͘͢u̷̴͉͓ͯ̚s̡̡̻̟ͮͤͣͫͯͩi̸̡͓̳ͪͪͦ̿͒̚̕n̶͉̪̺̮̹͒ͭ̀̑ͣ͌̌͟e͗ͦ́҉̢͖͎̕s̵̸̹̠̰͍̜̭̹̱̬͊̎̚ṡ̬̼̰̋̒̇͛̊́ ̙͈̼̖̤̫ͥͪ͞w͌̓̋̄̑́̑̾̚҉͚̙̙͙̗̱̕ͅi̵̭͕̽̃̄͟͢t̼̠̼̣͍̐̔͆͘h͛҉͏҉̝ ̡̹̥͓̪̬̥̳̃y̛̦̩͖̙̦̮̍͟o̤͗̒̏ͣ̑̆̇́̀u̶̧̺͈̲͓͇̹͔͉̎͑͐ͧ̊̅̔̑̆ͅ ̧̨͈̺̫̝̮̇ͩ͆ͮ-̨̧̻̯͚͈̜̭̒ͧ̅̿ͬ͞-̵̪̙̙͉̼͍̜͗̿͆̀͟-̴̹̬̹ͯ͌ͩ͆ͨ̂" Chuckling, the receiver opened the purse & counted out 3 Galleons & 5 Knuts, that's quite bit to hand over.

"That's what I like to see! People sorting out their arguments without being disruptive. Listen boys, I need to talk to someone, go ahead without me, I'll catch up with you guys in a bit, ok?" Clapping the retreating pair on the backs, the other me looked at me & smirked, causing me to shiver. "Isn't that right? Me."

I just stood there, trying to think how there's another me...

{ACADEMIC Check: 165/148: PASSED.}

...It must be the mirror! All this isn't real, but all mirrors reflect something, even Magic ones, the question is what?

Suddenly, the reflection laughed. "HAH! It seems you at least get the general gist of what's going on, I guess all those hours studying paid off! You're right; Me, This scene, Everything you see here, except yourself of course, are reflections of the Inquirer's deepest desires made manifest in their purest form. Lucky for you, ours is quite benign, otherwise it's very easy to die to us if you come without support or a silver tongue & quick mind, all I am is the hope for peace & the willingness to step in to preserve it when needed, as you saw with those two Shadows."

How do you respond?

[] You may not be a Ravenclaw, but you've tied several times with Hermione Granger for Top of The Year, grill the reflection for information.

[] You recall the D.A meetings last year & the Ministry Home Security Pamphlets, it has been hammered in to beware of imposters & he is wearing your face, verify his identity.
[] He's right, you do hope for peace and you'd do what you could to keep it, world peace starts with peace in your own mind, accept him for who he is; you.

[] Write in.



GM Notes: I did it! Even though I kept getting distracted all day, what; with the family christmas eve party, my cough, PRESENTS & being forced to be social, I STILL managed to finish the update before 00:00AM 26/12/2016, don't I bring good presents? Talking of presents; one of my older brother's presents to his girlfriend had a thick red ribbon 'round it, I looted it & now I'm proudly wearing a homemade S.E.E.S arm-band, I just need a toy gun & I'm all ready for the Dark Hour. :V
 
Huh. This Shadow is suprisingly tame comparing to the others. While the last option is the right choice in the context of P4 don't know how it works in HP world though. Nah, just do it!

[X] He's right, you do hope for peace and you'd do what you could to keep it, world peace starts with peace in your own mind, accept him for who he is; you.
 
Huh. This Shadow is suprisingly tame comparing to the others. While the last option is the right choice in the context of P4 don't know how it works in HP world though. Nah, just do it!
He/it even mentions that to Ernie IC;
Lucky for you, ours is quite benign, otherwise it's very easy to die to us if you come without support or a silver tongue & quick mind, all I am is the hope for peace & the willingness to step in to preserve it when needed
 
[X] He's right, you do hope for peace and you'd do what you could to keep it, world peace starts with peace in your own mind, accept him for who he is; you.

I always enjoy a persona quest.
 
[X] You may not be a Ravenclaw, but you've tied several times with Hermione Granger for Top ofThe Year, grill the reflection for information.
 
Yes:
Blaise Zabini of The Hunger Arcana.
Dean Thomas of The Chariot Arcana.
Michael Corner of The Temperance Arcana.
[X] Ernie Macmillan of The Star Arcana.
 
[X] You may not be a Ravenclaw, but you've tied several times with Hermione Granger for Top ofThe Year, grill the reflection for information.
 
[X] He's right, you do hope for peace and you'd do what you could to keep it, world peace starts with peace in your own mind, accept him for who he is; you.
 
[x] He's right, you do hope for peace and you'd do what you could to keep it, world peace starts with peace in your own mind, accept him for who he is; you.
 
Ok, question for you lot; do you know anyone who can do anime-style art on Photoshop for free? Yes, I know about the registry, but as I don't have a bank account, it's kinda, sorta impossible for me to pay for a commission.
 
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