>>41037828
>Talk to Ms. Seizewall

>>41037828
>>Talk to Ms. Seizewall

You walk over to Ms. Seizewall.

“What's going to happen to me?”

She sighs. “For starters you won't be going home this summer. You'll be sent, at least for a time, to a ministry orphanage. When you get adopted out we'll see what happens from there.”

She says 'when' with an emphasis. You get the feeling that someone is already waiting in the wings to adopt you as soon as you land in the orphanage.

“Will, uh, will I see my parents again?”

She looks at you meaningfully. “If someone were to bring them into the wizarding world to see you that would be against the law. Thy could go to jail for a very long time.”

Mums the word. You nod. You wonder if they do this for every kid that gets separated from their muggle parents. You have a feeling that they don't.

“Is there anyway I could ever just go home?”

“No.” She says flatly. “Right now it's too dangerous, to you and your parents. Maybe someday when this is all over. But I wouldn't hold your breath, a lot have people have died thinking they were almost there.”

>Cry
>Wait for the trial
>Other

>>41038306
>>Wait for the trial
Strong as a fucking rock, don't give these fools anything.

>>41038306

>>Cry
Gotta kick off this social justice campaign by showing off the injustice.

>>41038306
>'when' with an emphasis. You get the feeling that someone is already waiting in the wings to adopt you as soon as you land in the orphanage.
goddamn ancient house of black.

>>41038361
please tell me your being sarcastic.

>>41038306
Time to cry like a little bitch.

>>41038330

Seconding this guy, don't give an inch they'll take a mile

>>41038306
>Other
Inquire how one becomes an Auror

>>41038699
>becoming part of a corrupt system

>>41038306
>>Cry

You start to cry, a little at first, but after a while it just comes. And you cry for hours feeling sad, angry, lonely and afriad.

Finally with streaked eyes you are pried away softly by Ms. Seizewall and taken to the Ministry with the same magic that Ms. Seizewall used to bring you to Hogwarts a scant few months ago.

When you arrive and are led through the lobby no one stops to look. The busyness and the freneticism of the place could hardly be dulled by even an explosion you imagine, let alone a crying little boy.

Down an elevator and out into a nicely appointed lobby. You dry the last of your tears in a mirror, wiping away the redness that streaked down your face. You walk in as defiantly as you can, and the sense of antipathy you get from the people in the benches above you almost sucks the air from your lungs.

Three long bending benches that encircle the room house more than a hundred people all in the same black appointments. At the foremost bench, directly across from the door is a podium which sits empty. No doubt for the minister, if there were one.

In the middle of the room is a chair. Which you sit in uncomfortably.

“Has everyone arrived?” A woman to the left of the podium asks.

“Yes, Madame Secretary.”

“Then let us begin.”

>Give them a piece of your mind
>Play the part of a little kid
>Other

>>41038717
>>Play the part of a little kid

>>41038717
>>Play the part of a little kid

>>41038717
>Other
Be courteous, but firm

>>41038717
>>Give them a piece of your mind

>>41038796
Displays of rebellion or even strength when in the company of nothing-but-enemies doesn't help.

The only good option is making them underestimate you, since you can't sway any minds. Make them think you're just a puppet and pawn for the mudblood adults.

“Mr. Shane Fiegh Morris. You are here to stand witness to the crimes of Altarius Liezzar Kensser. Who among other things is charged with necromancy, and conspiracy to commit treason. Please tell us what happened to bring you into possession of this.” She holds up the wand you took off the boy.

You tell the story, making sure to seem unassuming and frightened. Which is mostly easy because you are entirely frightened if not unassuming in the least.

When you finish one of the men in the back row starts to speak. “What you are telling us then, Mr. Morris, is that in clear violation of not only school rules, not only of a direct order from multiple staff members, but of the law as well, you searched out Mr. Kensser on your own initiative in the sewers of Hogwarts?”

“Sir, I was worried about what might happen, and it seemed like nothing was getting done...”

“Now we are incompetent is it? Well, I will tell you we have half a mind to call a trial for you as soon as...”

“Quiet, Zambini.” Says a woman in the front row. She looks familiar, with black hair and dark features, and when she looks back to you and gives you a small nod you realize that it is Jenny's mother. “We have what we need. If we need you again we'll tell Ms. Siezewall.”

“Agreed.” Says the secretary. “Dismissed.”

You managed to get through that without angering anyone important. Good job.

Now the press conference.

More coming

You arrive in the spot for the 'press conference' early. You realize right away that the wizarding idea of a press conference is much different from yours. You are in a small room with about five chairs, one for you, one for Ms. Seizewall, any three for whoever else is going to show up.

You sit in you chair and wait. After a few minutes Timothy Withers wonders in through the door. He smiles at you. “Mr. Morris. I want to thank you for last time. That story launched me. My bosses are furious obviously. But they've been forced by popular opinion to keep me on. And when you showed up again, they had to put me on it. I hope this is as enlightening as lats time.”

>Me too
>Your article got you in trouble?
>Other

>>41037828
Exactly what is the basis for them taking us away from our parents and threatening to imprison them if they ever see us again?

>>41039350
>>Your article got you in trouble?

"Would you mind getting into more? Because I have a feeling that this might get out of hand if we're not careful."

>>41039350
>>Your article got you in trouble?

>>41039350
>Your article got you in trouble?

>>41039350
>Me too
>>Your article got you in trouble?

>>41039377
It is 'unsafe' for them and you for them to remain in custody of you. It was aluded to last thread that the ministry does this at the drop of a hat, usually any muggleborn that stands out can be expected to loose their families.

The Department of Magical Education is also a subversive battlefield between the Order of the White Marigold and the Purebloods and both have vested interests in gaining 'control' of you.

>>41039472
Wow. We need to start a group of radical people with magic sniper rifles and flat out kill off all the purebloods if this is normal.

>>41039377
>>41039562
Have you read the quest?

>>41039562
Wizarding IRA.

“Your article got you in trouble?”

“Only a little bit. But I don't mind. In fact I hope to get in a little more trouble today.” He smiles.

Over the next few minutes the other two seats are filled and Timothy starts asking questions. This time he seems to be asking more quickly and straining to keep up momentum. You realize he is pushing the story a certain way, and fishing for quotes he can use and at the same time keeping the other reporters from asking questions.

You like what he did last time, but you're still not sure if you trust him, plus he seems to be under pressure for him last story.

>Let him fish for his story and hope it turns out well.
>Push back, start pushing the story in a direction you want (roll 2d10)
>Ask the other reporters for questions
>Other

>>41039667

Huh, I didn't know I needed it but hey I NEED IT

>>41039689
>ask the other reporters for questions

>>41039689
>>Let him fish for his story and hope it turns out well.

>>41039689
>Let him fish for his story and hope it turns out well.
but
>Ask the other reporters for questions
Thank him for his enthusiasm but it's not completely fair to the others.

Rolled 6, 2 = 8 (2d10)

>>41039766
Fairness is not a good thing here. Spinning a narrative is a zero sum game, don't give the blood purists an inch.

>>41039689
>>Let him fish for his story and hope it turns out well.
Though if we can figure out what his narrative is we might want to
>>41039689
>>Push back, start pushing the story in a direction you want (roll 2d10)

>>41039689
>>Let him fish for his story and hope it turns out well.

You let him push whatever he's pushing for. He seems to be pushing you toward answers that make you sound defiant and strong which you like, but feel like might be painting too much of a target on your back.

By the time you realize it, he's finished, and Ms. Seizewall quickly ends the interview.

One of the other two reporters, a short man with a long beard curled out in a million ways stops and talks to you in a gruff and unplaceable accent. “Today you besmirch good names. You are perfect example of why mudbloods are not allowed in school in my country.” He spits before leaving. Good call on not letting him ask questions.

You return to Hogwarts and from what you hope will be your last excursion of the year.

Things are not easy, none of the purebloods forget what you've done, and many days are spent rushing from class to class hoping older students don't stop you. But the muggleborns don't forget either, and for every would be bully there is a squad of people there to stand up for you. Your days are not spent at peace, but you are safe it seems.

You find freetime in abundance, mostly in the common room, of course with the mirror club when you can, and when necessary in the Room of Requirement.

>Study [subject]
>Study [specific]
>Brew potion
>Other

Unfortunately my proper computer has all my notes so the result of this studying will get posted the next time I run rather than now.

>>41040116
>>Study [subject]
Defense against the dark arts stuff.

>>41040116
>study DAtDA

>>41040116
DATDA

need a patronus ASAP

>>41040116
>>Other
Restricted Section?

Already breaking school rules left and right, it can't be any worse.

The hell are Mummified Oracles.

You while away the spring in peace, and finally the day of exams comes. There is a giddy sense of an anticipation in the Ravenclaw commonroom like someone is about to pull the trigger on the starting gun for an Olympic event.

You have Charms first, then History of Magic, DADA, Herbology, Potions, Transfigurations, and finally Astronomy.

You're ready.

>At least 7 different rolls of 4d10 before I continue. Feel free to roll multiple times, just not in the same post.

Rolled 2, 3, 7, 5 = 17 (4d10)

>>41040429
This is silly.

Rolled 9, 6, 3, 7 = 25 (4d10)

>>41040429

Rolled 4, 2, 6, 8 = 20 (4d10)

>>41040429

Rolled 3, 6, 1, 10 = 20 (4d10)

>>41040429

Rolled 1, 3, 4, 1 = 9 (4d10)

>>41040429

Rolled 3, 9, 5, 7 = 24 (4d10)

>>41040429

Rolled 2, 2, 7, 9 = 20 (4d10)

>>41040429
Really silly.

>>41040526
Potions!

A week later your grades come in.

Charms: 89/100 (E)
History of Magic: 92/100 (E)
DADA: 90/100 (E)
Herbology: 90/100 (E)
Potions: 85/100 (E)
Transfigurations: 91/100 (E)
Astronomy: 89/100 (E)

You passed all your classes with high marks, though no Os unfortunately. You'll have to try harder next year. However your joy is short lived as you realize that you will not be going home to tell your parents of the great news. Instead you will be headed to an orphanage in London where, if Ms. Seizewall can be believed, you will stay for about a day before someone from the Order can come by and pick you up. Like an errand.

A few days after your tests you are packing up your things along with the other boys. Henry and Robbie say goodbye early before heading out of the room with their things.

Lom's things remain unpacked and Alex is searching around for some quills he misplaced.

“It's been a scary year.” Alex says from under his bed. “All that stuff. Even when I was imagining coming here I thought they'd have us fighting dragons and moving rivers, but... Nothing I imagined was half as scary in my head as what happened.”

>I couldn't have done it without you
>You don't have to help if you dont want
>Its only going to get worse from here on out
>Other

>>41040803

>I couldn't have done it without you'
but
>You don't have to help if you dont want
because
>Its only going to get worse from here on out
Things always get worse before they get better and I accidentally kicked the hornet's nest over. Lost my parents because of it.
Regardless you're a great friend Alex, the best.

>>41040803
>>I couldn't have done it without you
but
>Its only going to get worse from here on out

>>41040803
>>41040829
This

>>41040803
>>Its only going to get worse from here on out
Did you notice the culture war going into the open.

>>41040803
>I couldn't have done it without you
>Its only going to get worse from here on out
>I understand if you want out
>Other
"Regardless, thanks Alex. You're a great friend."

“I couldn't have done it without you Alex, I'm really glad you were there for me. But, its gonna get worse. You know that right?”

“I had a feeling. But, I want to try. It's important to me. To do that for you. I think maybe the world wouldn't be like this if people didn't give up so easily. So I'm not going to give up on this or you.”

You think of your old headmaster who was willing to resign himself to loosing students just to keep the status quo. You want to believe that Alex is right and he was wrong. “Thanks.” You say.

Alex finds his things and leaves. You linger for a second before walking out, only to find your way blocked by Lom.

“Oh, Lom.”

He looks away and down, everywhere but your eyes. “Hey, Shane. I was looking for you.”

“Really?” You have a sort of hard time believing that.

“Yeah. I uh, wanted to give you something. A proper Ravenclaw gift.”

“What?” You have no idea where he's going.

He pulls out a book, a tiny, thick black thing with a shiny new leather cover over age yellowed pages, with a big lock on the side. “Here. Its from my family's library.”

“Why?”

“I think you'll be interested in what's inside.”

>Thanks
>I don't need anything from you
>Other

>>41041110
>>Thanks
>Other
get ready to dodge.

>>41041110
>Thanks

Which house has the most points this year?

>>41041110
>>Thanks
Good luck Lom

>>41041182
Will be announced at the end of the year feast, between Ravenclaw and Slytherin with Gryffindor being a possible winner if someone pulls some Dumbledore shit.

>>41041110
>Thanks

>>41041110
>Thanks
>other
Should I wait to open it

>>41041110
>>Thanks
Neat.

>>41041110
>Thanks
It's so small.

It's not gonna like, start oozing blood and screaming when I open it right.

“Thanks.” You say, taking the book from him like it might bite you or turn into a snake. When it does neither you tuck it away and Lom leaves to go pack.

You continue down the stairs to where all of the trunks are being piled and stack yours neatly on top with a levitation charm.

You see Jenny coming over to you. She hugs you before saying.

“You did good this year Shane. A lot of good. Enough that I wouldn't be here without you. I know things are gonna be weird for a while for you. But I still owe you a rescue, so if things get bad I'll be there to put out the fires and pick up the pieces.” She gives you this big dumb grin before running off to join the other girls headed down to the feast.

You make your way down to the Great Hall, nodding at Sam and Linus as you pass them.

You all settle in for the big announcement. But first, the obligatory speech.

More coming

“This year,” Headmaster Ricimer begins. “Has been harrowing. We lost a headmaster, and a student. More than that we lost peace of mind. I think you will find in the coming years that for those of you yet to join us in adulthood that that day shall come for you far too soon.”

“I don't want you to be afraid, but even less so do I want you to be unprepared. So if that is what it takes, be afraid. In the coming months, years, you will be tested, not just academically but emotionally, morally and spiritually.”

“But let it be known to not just all in attendance today, but to all of the world, that Hogwarts shall never be a place of fear. For as long as these walls stand then even should the last of us fall the school will fight on to protect you, our children.”

“Now without further adieu. The house cup ceremony.”

“In fourth place, Hufflepuff. At 207.” Some jeering from the Slytherin table but at worst some resigned sighs from the Hufflepuffs at that. Sam shrugs at you and smiles.

“In third place, Gryffindor. At 239.” The Gryffindors boo heartily, and you see Sam make a face at the Slytherins.

“In second place, Ravenclaw. At 273.” You feel the mounting tension deflate as the entire hall turns to the Slytherins who start to cheer and make rude gestures at the other tables. Barely anyone hears the headmaster grant Slytherin the cup with a grand total of 281.

More

You settle into a funk as the banners of the hall turn Slytherin green. But as the older kids make faces and the younger kids turn back to their food, and even the Slytherins calm down, you realize its not that important.

You resolve to make the best of it and dig into your food.

The feast ends before dark, and everyone starts to make their way to the train station down the trail to Hogsmeade. A number of students clap you on the back and give you words of encouragement, a few even say they'll see you at the orphanage.

You're standing on the platform before Linus finally catches up to you.

“Hey, tough luck with the Slytherins. Next year. Definitely.”

>Yeah
>Whatever they can have the cup
>Other

>>41041813
If they earned it, they deserve it, if they didn't really earn it, who would want it in the first place? Lets work hard and win next year!
super good ravenclaw student option

>>41041813
It was rigged! God damn Slytherlins.

>>41041885

Yeah seconding

>>41041813
>I really doubt that. Have you seen how many times they've won?

>>41041813
>Yeah

>>41041813
Why care about a cup when theere are people getting murdered?

>>41041813
this >>41041885, possibly with addition of studying hard all summer

>>41041813
>>Whatever they can have the cup
And will have the cup. Over and over for the next six years just like the years before.

>>41041813
>>41041885
this

>>41041987
>>41042139
Looks like we got some Slytherins in this thread.

“If they got it they deserve it. If they cheated, they can have it. We'll get it next year.”

“Oh, you, I meant Hufflepuff.” He chuckles. “That's what we they all say, next year. Then next year it'll still be next year, and the year after that,”

“Next year.”

“Right.” He says. He does that thing that he does where he suddenly changes to a serious face to let you know that the 'fun' part of the conversation is over.

“You did good this year. Really you did. But I heard you got your best marks in History of Magic. I would do a little more studying if I were you.”

“What?”

“You're not the first one to do what you're doing, fighting the power or whatever. Being friends with you is like finding an acromantula in your sock drawer every third morning. You know you're gonna be scared, you're ready for it, but it still gets you every time.”

>Are you saying I shouldn't be standing up for people?
>I'll try to be less spider like in the future
>Other

>>41042213
>>I'll try to be less spider like in the future
You could just tell me what you're talking about you know.

>>41042213
>>I'll try to be less spider like in the future
Also the fuck are you talking about?

>>41042213
>I'll try to be less spider like in the future
Linus is giving us good advice, really.

>>41042213
>I'll try to be less spider like in the future

>>41042277
Are you saying that in-character or do you seriously not understand what he's saying?

>>41042213
>Other
Good men have always been persecuted in search of what is right, that isn't a reason to give up

>>41042291
Both really. I get what he is trying to say but the words he is using are confusing.

>>41042213
>I'll try to be less spider like in the future

>>41042213
"Linus, mate, it's properly gonna be rough and scary for a good while. Can't neck down yet."

>>41042213
[ ] other
Yeh, More studying sounds good... I have a feeling i will need all the knowledge i can get.

“I'll try to be less spider like in the future. What exactly are you talking about.”

“I'm just worried about you. Maybe asking you to slow down or something? I don't know, I'm a good middle man, a follower who leads all the other followers. Head sheep you know? Whatever you do I'll be there, just saying some extra forethought in the future might not be uncalled for.”

“Yeah, okay, I'll be more careful.”

“Good talk buddy.” He says clapping you on the back.

You get on the train and find a compartment where Jenny and Alex join you for the trip to London. You try to find Sam a couple times but he seems to be playing hide and seek on the train, indicated by the fact that you found one of his friends crammed in a luggage rack and desperately trying to wave you off when you asked where Sam was.

The ride was normal, no fights, no yelling, no monsters.

Arriving on the platform at King's Cross brought a new monster. The one in your stomach that was surging around, angry that you weren't going home after your long, hard year, but instead to somewhere new and frightening.

You find Ms. Seizewall standing on the curb outside, with a taxi. As you climb inside you find it much bigger on the inside and housing a multitude of children who all looked about as happy to be there as you.

More coming

The cab, when full, begins to whip through the city, seemingly going out of its way to violate every traffic law available.

You arrive, a bit breathless at a decrepit old building with a sign that says; 'Japol and Gresel Orphanarium 35¼ West 48th'.

Led inside you find a dank old multiplex that has been converted into an orphanage.

You are placed in a room with ten other kids and eagerly await the morning so that you can leave the scent of mothballs far behind.

The next morning you trundle downstairs to find Jenny's parents already waiting as you had guessed. But the look on their faces was confused and irritated, rather than comforting in any way.

“What do you mean he's already been adopted! By who?” You hear Jenny's father yell to Japol, the greasy, ill-dressed patron of the orphanage.

“I am sorry,” Japol says. “But I am not at liberty to discuss the whos and whys.”

“I will make you...” Mr. Black starts.

Then the bell above the door rings and in walks a tall man in a black suit with long flowing sleeves, lined entirely in white. In his lapel is a tiny, perfectly white marigold. He has a long drawn face and whitening blonde hair. Behind him is Ms. Seizewall.

“Good day Mr. Byrne.” Japol says.

“I am here for the boy.” Mr. Byrne looks right at you.

End of Year 1

>>41042736
So much for going Black.

>>41042736
Thanks for running. Shane's going to have a very bad life isn't he?

>>41042736
who is Mr.Byrne again?

>>41042886
Your new daddy.

End of year 1.

I'm going to try and fix my computer before I start the next year, but if it takes any longer than a month then I'll just start year 2 on this laptop.

That said, if anything major happens, including fixing the computer or the start of the new thread, it will be announced at @Tiddlybum_HE on twitter.

The next thread will start with a recap of year one and will likely be mostly concerned with the summer spent with Mr. Byrne, your new guardian.

I'll be around for a little bit to answer any questions.


>>41042848
Hahahahahaha, the Harry Potter campaign I ran with my irl group ended in death and tears, and that was best possible end. It is still their favorite campaign ever.

>>41042886
You've literally never seen him before.

>>41042886
Obviously no one you've met before, seeing as he was just
>in walks a tall man in a black suit with long flowing sleeves, lined entirely in white. In his lapel is a tiny, perfectly white marigold.

Before you learned his name from Japol, at which point the narration started calling him by a name.

Note the motherfucking marigold.

>>41042997
Still don't trust him. Figureheads don't live good lives and I don't want to be the cause of a blood war.

>>41043023
Yup. We're fucked.

>>41043078
I can smell the hypocrisy from here. No way is this not going to end in an attempted genocide.

>>41043023
>I don't want to be the cause of a blood war.
Too late, we've already touched it off.
It's only a matter of time before it gets to the streets; factions are simply getting their preparations in order right now.

>>41043130
Fuck.

>>41043321
Why contain it?

CURSE THE MOODBLOODS
MAGE WAR NOW

>>41043366
ww2 magic edition?

>>41042926
Is the White Marigolds like a secret society? And could we make a magic car bomb?

>>41043521
The Order of the White Marigold is a secret society that helps mudbloods. They've been leaving you cryptic hints and get well cards since you first saved Jenny. You know that Ms. Seizewall is a member, and that they have plans for you, but other than that you don't know much about them.

>>41043521
>Is the White Marigolds like a secret society
Have you read the quest? What else would it be?

>>41043609
I meant is it like a "gentlemans club" or full MI6? That's been answered now, thanks Tiddlybum.

>>41042926
we really need to get a pistol later on, death curse is great and all, but nothing says dead like 9mm of lead in the forehead

>>41043737
Maybe use Order contacts to get in touch with some American Wizards and get something from them? See if they've got runed Colt Peacemakers?

Otherwise, I suppose we could just sneak onto an RA base and raid their armory.
Though keep in mind that anti-technology wards may be in use in certain places.

>>41043737
Sniper rifle and training. Kill pureblooded from a mile away.

>>41043971
But we're in England, and will predominantly be in urban areas, inside buildings, forests, and other places with lots of terrain cover.

Instead of a sniper rifle, maybe just a higher-end assault rifle or DMR will do.

Bombs, of course, will be very problematic. We'll need to use mechanical timers and detonators, since high concentrations of magic burn out microchips and interfere with electrical systems.

>>41044098
Egg timer.

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>not getting adopted by Jenny's family
>not having awesome magic adventures in our new house with QT not sister
>not fighting side by side against dark wizards as not siblings
>not getting closer as we overcome pureblood tyranny until we're more than her not brother
I miss the thread and find it only ends in heart break, fucking house elves

>>41044098
mechanical fuses are some of the most simple devices ever and fertilizer is abundant. we're going to be making magic infused wagon bombs by the time we're 13.

>>41045515
How the fuck would you learn anything about improvised Muggle weapons when you've been abducted an adopted into wizard society and aren't able to use the Internet anymore.