Closed The Search for Clues Begins! SOLO

Colin had heard about the recent uproar caused by certain danger noodle first years here in History of Magic. Imagine, just casting spells in class, right in front of Professor Lennox! As if she wouldn't notice! Colin shook his head as he took notes for today's lecture. It's not as if History of Magic was a dull and boring class! he thought. After all, wasn't Clair sitting not two rows over! Now there was a reason to go all mushy in any class!

Colin shook his head briefly. Like a dog. Colin had heard that the firstie actually managed to cast caeruleus inflamare! That would be quite a feat, but Colin felt pretty suspicious about the claim. His sources did claim that the firstie in question was a Ravenclaw, but even so. Casting an advanced spell was very unlikely. Much more than likely was that she'd just about managed to cast lumos! Still, casting like that right in the middle of class was pretty boneheaded! Professor Lennox was a stickler, after all! She wasn't one to put up with nonsense!

Colin had learned long ago that if you were a trouble maker, you had to have the basic philosophy of not getting into trouble in the first place! Colin smirked. It wasn't like his ankle was actually itchy when he ducked under his desk last week to give it a scratch! In fact, it totally wasn't Colin that snuck his wand out and cast piscifors on Vale's shoes last week in Runes!

Colin smiled. Of course, his racing mate would have to compliment the spell caster on matching her squeaky socks! He just hoped Professor Audley would never find out! Oof! She would likely send him off to the Headmaster's office for some kind of fun new adventure! And that would probably entail scrubbing toilets with his own toothbrush! Colin's smile turned to a brief grimace.

As the class went on, Colin's attention began to waver as his vision drifted towards the windows. They grey sky outside portended rain, and how Colin would have loved to be outside running and dancing in the delicious wetness of a cool downpour! It wasn't too long after that the scritching of his quill on parchment fell silent and felt drowsy. He blinked slowly. Once. Twice. Thrice.

Colin opened his eyes. He was in the library, studying with Clair. They had finished working on Care of Magical Creatures and were now just doing some independent study! His mind focused back a few days to Professor Iwasaki's little speech at dinner. Where he'd come out and said that he's a werewolf. Of course, Colin already knew. But there were things you just didn't say about a fellow wolf. And not only because Iwasaki is grown up and could eat Colin for breakfast, but, well. This was a sacred brotherhood of sorts. You just didn't talk to others about someone else's lycanthropy if the hadn't made it clear that this was absolutely okay.

Colin had already told Ava that he didn't care if she blabbed about it. Clair was discreet, but he honestly wouldn't mind if she said anything. Anyway, she'd probably kill anyone who made a big deal about it! He sighed and began to open up the books he had in his stack. He was on the hunt for clues! Any clues about the magic of lycanthropy he could find.

It was ironic, really. Colin wasn't actually asleep --- he could still hear Professor Lennox droning on about yet another My Little Pony insurrection --- but here he was dreaming about dreaming!

Wait, Colin thought. My Little Pony insurrection? Was that even a thing?

Colin sighed. He and Liam both had become totally fixated on lycanthropy as a magical syndrome. It was passed on, much like haggery was with hag slugs. And they had both become obsessed with finding a way, not to cure werewolfery, but to make it more awesome! They'd both settled on the question: How can we learn how to control our shifting? They needed to figure out how to transform at will, much like an animagus!

He had scanned through the contents of one book in particular, when he spotted something that might actually be a clue! His eyes flew open!

"CLAIR!! I've got it!! I---!"

Colin sat up straight! Kids were turned, looking his direction in puzzlement. Professor Lennox was no longer lecturing on My Little Ponies. Clair was staring in bewilderment! Oh crap! He groaned. Now would be a great time for some kid to randomly cast verdimillious or something in class!

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