Recent content by Jesiah Howell

Howell's attention shifted to one of the older children in the crowd, a respectful young man if the way he phrased his question was anything to go by. It was exactly the target audience he'd been hoping for, and the man's eyes wandered over some of the other older, but quieter students in the...

The first question was one Howell had anticipated. Everyone wanted to hear stories about his line of work - how many dark wizards he'd taken down, if he'd had to fight vampires and hags, or if he'd ever killed anyone. It all sounded quite exciting from a childs perspective, but the reality of...

Howell could not say he was all too surprised by the specific demographic who had approached him first. Small children were often the ones who were most interested in becoming an auror, blissfully ignorant to the dangers and hard work required for the job while they were still young and...

In recent years, the Ministry had started up its initiative in showcasing occupations to developing youths with the introduction of a career's fair. A great idea, and one Howell had participated in in the past, but with so much variety and so many booths vying for the attention of the...

A candidate for Minister of Magic being attacked the day before the polls was not news that needed to be spread. Not until the situation had properly been assessed, in any case. In the heat of the moment, Howell had turned to the only person he could think of who could help with Ioan's current...

They'd failed in their mission to protect Ioan Finch. Amongst the chaos of spells shot back and forth between the aurors and the youths, the candidate for Minister of Magic fell. With three against three, defending their charge was difficult. Howell was stuck in a constant exchange of hexes and...

No one said being an auror was an easy job. Howell had been doing it long enough to encounter all varieties of people, so he barely batted an eye as the more vocal of the men spoke back to him, not only ignoring his warning, but also blatantly threatening their assigned candidate. The auror...

Howell was looking forward to the end of the election, which also meant the end of his assignment in shadowing the candidates for Minister of Magic. The closer the voting had drawn, the more anxious the man was about it finally being over and done with, so that he could resume his regular work...

Howell shook his head as the girl's uncle questioned whether or not he'd be staying around. He'd done his part, and it wasn't necessary for him to be involved in their long overdue catch-up. It would have been uncomfortable for all of them if he hovered around during a no doubt personal...

Merrill's situation was different than any of Howell's prior cases. Most didn't involve couples who killed people together. With both of her parents to be locked up in Azkaban, it left the young girl alone, an indirect victim of their crimes. She may have had the safety and stability of...

Only once both Alexander and Nora were no longer posing a threat did Howell take a step forward, his wand held semi-loosely at his side as he inspected first the bound man, kicking his wand out of reach with the toe of his boot, where Allison retrieved it and pocketed it away. Noting the binding...

Howell barely had a chance to open his mouth and respond before the male attacked first, sending a stunning spell his way. Jesiah was used to this, and as much as he would have preferred the two to simply give up and come along quietly, it was too much to ask for. The auror side-stepped the jet...

The Ministry had been trying to keep an eye of the Pipers for some time now, a task made more difficult by how often they seemed to travel between countries, ever since their daughter had disclosed what they did for a living. Hunting werewolves was of course illegal, and nothing short of blatant...

The fact that one of the rooms was sealed led the auror to believe that, perhaps, there was something worth their time hidden away, something the former residents may have intended to return to retrieve. Jesiah spent a moment rifling through the nigh-desolate shelves and searching the walls for...

At Blaise's call, Howell joined his companion in the small chamber he'd found, met by a large stone door decorated with more of the alchemical symbols they'd already encountered. There appeared to be no obvious handle or method to open it, but to the left of the door were a series of runes...