- Messages
- 107
- OOC First Name
- zazz
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- bisexual
- Wand
- Straight 8 1/2 Inch Sturdy Aspen Wand with Dragon Heartstring Core
- Age
- 31st October, 2045
The discussion of Horcruxes and other avenues of dark magic had fascinated Elio. More than he cared to admit, if he was honest. For some reason, it generally felt as though he had this massive gap in his knowledge about things, what was really out there in the world, the kinds of things they were supposed to prepare for and he wasn't sure how they were supposed to prepare if no one wanted to tell them. He supposed in some ways he could understand that sometimes there was something a little more, there was frequently a tone in someone's voice or a look in their eyes that told him there had to be more, but he didn't know what that more was, and that was the part that annoyed him. He liked to know things, he liked to know what he was missing out on - how was he supposed to make informed choices and decisions if he couldn't even be expected to know the whole truth? Was that not why some people became aurors? But then he wondered, how did people make the choice to become aurors if they didn't know what was really going on? History of Magic shouldn't have been the only class willing to provide him with answers because it was a history class that only talked about what had happened, not what will happen, and whilst he was hardly expecting to suddenly divine the answer, he was hoping that he might be able to find more books on all of it in the only place that made sense - the library.
He dumped a bunch of books on one of the tables and went to find more, there was just never enough of what he needed and wanted when he needed and wanted it and he was pretty sure none of these books would be what he was looking for, but he had to at least try. Once he'd found what he hoped he needed, he flopped on one of the chairs and leaned over a book, taking quick notes as he did so for anything he might need to look up in another book for more context.
He dumped a bunch of books on one of the tables and went to find more, there was just never enough of what he needed and wanted when he needed and wanted it and he was pretty sure none of these books would be what he was looking for, but he had to at least try. Once he'd found what he hoped he needed, he flopped on one of the chairs and leaned over a book, taking quick notes as he did so for anything he might need to look up in another book for more context.