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.
With the same account, complete eight different threads where your character interacts with eight different usergroups. At least one must be a non-human, and one a student.
Did You Know?
Braces, or suspenders, were almost universally worn due to the high cut of men's trousers. Belts did not become common until the 1920s. — MJ
This queue was starting to feel longer than the Great Wall. And Feiyu had fast discovered that people in this country took to queues like a national sport.
But the young sprite grew bored, and drifted away from the line from Gringott's main desk, instead wandering around the grand and stately foyer and admiring the decor.
Soon he found a little bronze dragon statue nestled in a concave, and he lingered by it curiously. Feiyu extended a curious hand — only for the statue to suddenly snap its bronze teeth at him.
If he was going to work anywhere, it might as well be Gringotts. The building was gorgeous, shiny and new, and the statues, the statues — one of the statues was trying to bite a patron.
Feiyu was quite as startled by the voice as he was by the statue. "I did not intend to!" he replied wide-eyed, looking round at a young man who seemed to know his name. "I wonder why these have been charmed in such a way to begin with." For fun? In a bank?
Fei smiled slightly — he could not help but be amused by how... poker-faced the young man was about all of this. "I can only assume it is quite the entertainment for bored staff." Not that he judged. On the contrary, he sort of approved.
Oscar smiled at the other man. "Certainly when I'm bored," he said. At the mention of bored staff, though, he'd been reminded that he should probably be doing his actual job. "Do you have any curses that need breaking?" he asked.
Feiyu was most amused (charmed even) by the concept of the young worker toying with the clientele when bored. But when he spoke about his actual work (fair enough), Feiyu considered his answer. "No, I am here to make a withdrawal. Although..." he remembered something he'd never got an answer for. "Last year, I was in Animagus form when some witch cursed me to remain in that form for a week. It was... uncomfortable. Do you know how I can prevent that in future?"
Oscar tilted his head. "Hm," he said, "Was it a verbal curse, or a cursed object?" He had some ideas, but he wanted to ask first — also because he was worried one of the real cursebreakers had sent a customer in to ask Oscar questions and figure out that he didn't know anything.
"Verbal", replied Feiyu, both intrigued by the man's potential skillset but also rather hopeful that he might actually get an answer out of this and avoid the curse in future. "Well actually, that's not quite true... she performed the magic non-verbally. But I saw her lips move. And she looked at me very closely with wide eyes, and I could not look away... as if it were some hypnotism."
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Verbal, but at most she'd whispered it, and perhaps she had dove into the other man's mind as well. Oscar hummed his curiosity. "She sounds like a very powerful witch," he offered. "Are you better with the transformation now? And had you ever seen her before?"
Oscar was still treating this as a test — but he was also genuinely interested.
Feiyu nodded, curious about where this conversation was going — and if the young cursebreaker could really advise him on this. It had been quite the calamity, after all, and he didn't want to repeat the experience.
"I'd never seen her before. It was back home in China. I think she had some... quarrel with my father." That had been his theory, anyway. "My transformations are without issue now, but... I do fear what I'd do if such a hypnotist looked at me again."
The anecdote sounded real enough. Oscar decided this wasn't a test; or, if it was a test, it was one based in reality. "How did the curse break? Just time?" he asked. Oscar had not met any hypnotists, but they sounded very powerful from this story, and he liked the concept of them.
"I... am not certain", Feiyu admitted, a rare frown touching his normally so unblemished face. "I hadn't considered it before. I had assumed it was just time — but perhaps it was something else." Now, there was an alarming thought. Perhaps the curse hadn't just worn off... perhaps he'd inadvertently done something to break it, and had no idea what that was.
