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iamthenight78 · 1 year
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innervoiceartblog · 2 years
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wmiqaqueen · 10 months
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lillyli-74 · 9 months
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Maybe I am both, the wolf and little red..famished to be loved, longing to be fed.
~Ann Marie Eleazer
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darkrebelkat · 5 months
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macaron-n-cheese · 1 month
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I can't believe they put my favorite founding father, Eleazer Gay, into the popular gatcha game Genshin Impact
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mindful-hempress · 9 months
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rosaalee · 6 months
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Eleazer portrayed by Diego Luna
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helenadurazzo · 8 months
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Ancient Magic
In this short story, Phineas Hearst is trying to find his place at Hogwarts. He struggles to do so as he is already falling behind and is struggling to cast a handful of charms as well as his other peers. However, he discovers an ability he never knew he possessed while wandering around Hogwarts and has a run in with the Professor of Magical Theory who is equally fascinated by his discoveries
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Phineas never was able to learn magic as quick as other people his age. Especially when it came to new innovations for the magical arts such as recently invented spells. There was just something that never really clicked with him.
Then again, he did not even know what he was thinking. Lumos was far from a recently invented spell considering it was invented over a hundred years ago according to the lectures of Professor Ronen. Yet whereas everyone else was able to light the tips of their wands by the end of the class where it was first taught, there was not even a single spark on Phineas’ wand. He was sure he would hear his brothers’ teasing remarks on it once he returned to the Slytherin dormitory. Gossip traveled around the corridors faster than anyone would like is what he had always heard, and Phineas was sure he would find out the meaning of that saying soon enough.
He recalled the lecture that Professor Ronen energetically turned into an epic tale to prevent people from falling asleep as they did in Professor Binns class. But Phineas had to admit, the story of the spell’s creation was curious regardless. He was surprised that such a simple charm was invented so recently and by an unspeakable nonetheless, using it to find a quill in one of the dark corners of the department of mysteries. Phineas shivered at the thought, the more he heard about the work of unspeakables the more uneasy he felt, yet this seemed so simple in comparison to what their true work must have been
Eventually, after wandering through the halls, he found a dark corridor on the fourth floor where he was sure none of his peers would find him before he could finally get the hang of the wand lighting charm. He simply wished to spare himself of anymore embarrassment. After all, how else could one become a renowned wizard if they could not even learn the spells listed in the first year ciriculum as successfully as their peers, much less an ambitious Slytherin
“Lumos.” He whispered to himself yet his wand didn’t obey his order. Frustrated, knowing that an Ollivander hardly ever sold a customer a wand that didn’t agree with its user he tried again, “Lumos” still nothing, he observed, “LUMOS!”
Suddenly, the corridor was illuminated in a bright light to Phineas’ delight. Perhaps a third try was the charm in this case. If only it could have worked in front of his peers but he tried to ignore that fact. He relished in the warmth the light brought to him before it started dimming. However, just the light was about to distinguish itself without him needing to cast the counter spell, he noticed something that appeared to be writing engraved on the wall.
“Lumos!” He ordered his wand again and his walnut wand obeyed, finally he was getting the hang of magic for once.
When he looked at the wall again, he noticed that they were in fact ancient runes. However, he regretted the fact that he was not fluent in understanding ancient runes. Unfortunately, it was a class he could not take until his third year and besides, what professor would let him take it ahead of schedule?
“Are you lost?” A kind voice of an older man sounded in the corridor.
Phineas jumped from being startled but tried to hide it as he looked at the man. He was an older man with grey hair who was mainly dressed in fabrics of shades of blue and grey which complimented a kind expression on his face. Phineas recalled seeing the man at the welcoming feast but was not quite sure what he taught. If he was a professor he had, he had certainly not had his class yet.
“N-no sir.” Phineas stammered nervously in a foolish attempt to act like he knew what he was doing although did he really? “I was just trying to practice the wand lighting charm and then I found some ancient tunes engraved in the walls. Although I don’t understand them.”
“Fascinating.” The man breathed with great interest rather than rebuke him for why he was not in class or his dormitory. “Do you mind reigniting your wand and showing these runes to me?”
“I could try but my wand hasn’t been agreeing with me today.” Phineas honestly admitted before turning to the wand and trying the spell once again, “Lumos!” Luckily it was successful and the runes appeared on the walls once more. “See, they are right there, engraved in the stone, it is a message of some sort.”
“I don’t see any runes here.” The man mentioned before using his wand to conjure a piece of parchment and a quill, “Do you mind writing down what you see.”
“Not at all sir.” Phineas politely obeyed as he grabbed the materials and carefully recorded the message before hanging it back to the professor.
The old man took some time to observe the contents, “It looks to be a riddle of some kind, if I had to guess it was placed there by the architect of Hogwarts himself. Did you know that he worked alongside Rowena Ravenclaw to create the ever changing floor plan of the castle using ancient magic?”
“I do not believe we got to that part yet in Professor Binns’ class.” Phineas informed the man, “But why can I see the message and you can’t”
“That is a mystery that will need to be solved.” The man informed him vaguely although Phineas couldn’t be frustrated if even the professor did not know the answer. “There have been rumors of past students of Hogwarts with the ability of magic long gone. Perhaps you are one of those individuals.”
“Perhaps.” Phineas repeated, perhaps this was his chance to truly be something he thought. Perhaps he would be more than just the fifth born child of the Hearst Family, something he could put to his name with pride.
“You are a first year I assume.” The professor guessed to which Phineas nodded, “Why don’t you come to my classroom before your magical theory class, which reminds me. I don’t believe I have introduced myself, I am Professor Fig, and what might your name be.”
“Phineas Hearst.”
“Well Phineas,” Professor Fig informed him as he started to make his way down the corridor, “I believe you have quite a bright future ahead of you.”
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bleufunkk-blog · 6 months
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☽𖤐✪𖤐☾
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“𝔅𝔢𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔰 𝔴𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔄𝔲𝔱𝔲𝔪𝔫.” -ᵃⁿⁿ ᵐᵃʳⁱᵉ ᵉˡᵉᵃᶻᵉʳ
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iamthenight78 · 1 year
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emerald-chan1214 · 3 months
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emerald forgets they have a tumblr part 3 out of a lot (oh yeah i have a gf now too lawl) (havent been arting a lot bc of me trying to get all As as a graduating junior lawl)
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lillyli-74 · 5 days
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The black rose..
She’ll take you to dark, hidden places where not many roam. Where the crows tell their secrets and needful hearts bare their soul.
~Ann Marie Eleazer
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darkrebelkat · 3 months
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goddess-of-alchemy · 11 months
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inlovewithquotes · 1 year
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He's the wildfire to my wallflower. The inhale to my exhale. The confession to my sin. When you find the beast who unleashes your flame, your soul will welcome home its twin.
-She's Magic & Midnight Lace
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