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Percival looked at Alana with a mixture of understanding and mild annoyance. He was a night owl himself, drawn to the stars, which was one reason why he often found himself more tired during the day. He listened to the student, letting her explain before replying with, "Oh, I see." Percival let...

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Percival was making his way to the owlery with a letter in hand. The night was his preferred time, the stillness allowing him to enjoy the stars without interruption. He often took these late night walks, appreciating the quiet and the opportunity to stargaze. Tonight was no different, save for...

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Already feeling worse for wear, Percival's world turned into a disorientated blur as the ice formed beneath his feet. He struggled to keep his balance and his wand hand wavered. Desperately, he tried to cast another spell, but his senses were gone and it was off target. With a final slip, he...

Current Points: 125 Percival was disoriented and didn't pick up on the lip syncing. He managed to block the disarming spell more by luck than experience. Feeling his age catching up on him, he took a moment before firing back his next spell, "Levicorpus!" Action(s) Taken: cast spell x2 Point...

Current Points: 135 The caterwauling was unbearable. Percival, wincing from the noise, had no choice but to turn his wand on himself and cast "Muffliato" to muffle the sound. The silence was a relief, but it left him at a disadvantage, unable to hear anything in the room. Feeling unbalanced...

Current Points: 145 Percival’s instincts kicked in as he saw the wave approaching, though his reflexes had grown a bit rusty over the years. Still, he felt a spark of his youth when he cast, "Duro!" turning the wave to stone. With a flick, he immediately followed up with "Confringo!" The stone...

Current Points: 150 Percival had dueled in his youth but had to admit he was rather rusty of late. He stepped up to the platform, wand in hand, and listened to Gabrielle's instructions, giving a small nod to show he understood. Percival had never been very good at small talk. He quickly moved on...

Percival who was halfway through a temporary contract had reluctantly agreed to chaperone the Yule Ball. However, he soon found himself more interested in the refreshments than in monitoring student activity. He went to the drinks table for another refill where he topped up his glass and added a...

Percival had taken this job as a temp as a favour more than anything. He had no interest in getting to know the people, evident when he lumbered into the staff room and with a grunt, slouched into the chair as he waited for the meeting to begin. Despite his rough exterior, there was a certain...

On the other side of the man sat Percival, lost in his own thoughts. When the man spoke, Percival grunted into life, "Huh, no, I didn't attend this school," he said, unaware that the question was not directed at him.