Welcome to Charming, where swirling petticoats, the language of flowers, and old-fashioned duels are only the beginning of what is lying underneath…
After a magical attempt on her life in 1877, Queen Victoria launched a crusade against magic that, while tidied up by the Ministry of Magic, saw the Wizarding community exiled to Hogsmeade, previously little more than a crossroad near the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In the years that have passed since, Hogsmeade has suffered plagues, fires, and Victorian hypocrisy but is still standing firm.
Thethe year is now 1895. It’s time to join us and immerse yourself in scandal and drama interlaced with magic both light and dark.
Complete a thread started and set every month for twelve consecutive months. Each thread must have at least ten posts, and at least three must be your own.
Did You Know?
Did you know? Jewelry of jet was the haute jewelry of the Victorian era. — Fallin
You know you’re near the end because it feels like you’ve been inside this manor for hours, so you’re surprised when this room looks deceptively simple—a single pedestal in the center, holding a gleaming brass key. You step closer, and the key twitches. Before you can reach out, it leaps into the air, bouncing erratically across the room like a snitch gone rogue.
Every time you think you’ve cornered it, the key darts out of reach, ricocheting off walls and even the ceiling.
Well then, how does one go about catching it?
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Nim had made it this far largely thanks to his personal assistants help. Such as it always had been for the past seven years or so. It would be nothing surprising to most older students who were close to Nims age. They had always been a pair. "If we had a broom, one of you could have flown for it," Nim said thoughtfully as the group pondered their options. He had his staff but he could hardly transfigure it without ruining its intended use. And he doubted they would be allowed anyway even if he was willing to sacrifice one of his blind aides for an optional class activity. "Is there anything on the pedestal?"
Sirius didn't really love spending this much extra time with Silente, but Defense Against the Dark Arts was one of his favorite classes and he wasn't going to be standoffish with a roommate when there were house points on the line. Also, he liked when the professors did something inventive, like bring them on a field trip.
"Not that I can see," Sirius said to Silente's question. "But maybe if I climb it?" Not the smartest solution, but perhaps some dark magic puzzles could be solved with brute force — he set about clambering up on the pedestal.
