Closed Are You Really Surprised?

[Amodeus Jones]

Amodeus wasn't sure how he kept getting into these messes. Well, maybe he was a little aware of why. Balance issues and climbing trees was usually a bad idea. He'd just wanted to see if there were any old bird nests in the branches, maybe some lost, pretty feathers. He sighed. It had been a good idea, to start. But he'd slipped, lost his balance. Tumbled a little. And now he was hanging from the tea, his foot caught in the cross of two branches. His robes were up above his face, his hands a foot away from the ground and brushing the trunk. He had wiggled a few times, tried to get himself loose, but it had only seemed to lodge his foot further into the tree. Amodeus sighed again, debating what his next best move would be.

 

[Professor Edward Pirrip]

(Sorry it's taken me so long to reply)

Edward was not the most mobile of wizards on foot, but he did enjoy a walk outside when his bad leg allowed. On this particular day he had not intended to walk as far as he had, but some movement in a tree had caught his attention and he'd gone over to investigate. Once he reached the tree he stopped, looking up and surprised to see a student. And then up a little more to see how this student had gotten into this unfortunate position. Edward cleared his throat, "Ahem. Need a little help there?" He offered. He couldn't see their face but would find out who they were soon enough. He reached for his wand, already pretty certain of the answer.

 

[Amodeus Jones]

Amodeus had just decided to start wiggling again when he heard a familiar voice. He lit up, trying to wiggle towards the voice and making really no difference at all other than to make his robes sway. "Hi Mr. Teddys Dad! Professor Teddys dad," He corrected, voice muffled. "I didn't find any feathers and now I'm stuck," He sighed dramatically. "Pretty please help me down?" He asked, unable to do much but ask for the assistance.

 

[Professor Edward Pirrip]

Edward realised at once who the trapped boy was. He pressed his lips together, suppressing his amusement at being called Professor Teddy's dad although he quite liked the sound of that. “I see that Amodeus,” he replied.“Well, seeing as you asked so nicely,” A simple levitation charm was too easy and Edward was the Transfiguration professor after all. He pointed his wand at the tree and a gust of wind rustled it's branches. The branches twisted into a slide beneath Amodeus and the two branches trapping his foot separated enough for him to be able to dislodge it. “Alright Amodeus,” Edward called up, grinning now, “You’re good to let yourself slide down, just mind your head on the way.”