Chapter 11: Legal system!
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There was no need to fear for spoiled milk however as time didn't pass inside the inventory meaning I could keep food fresh for months or years at a time. I was truly grateful for this ability even if I had to spend 1 Galleon for each additional box.
Looking at the far end room I noticed Harry Potter eating with Ronald Weasley at the Gryffindor table. It surprised me to see that both looked exactly like their movie counterparts. "Observe."
[Harry James Potter LV 5]
[Ronald Bilius Weasley LV 4]
That was rather disappointing to be honest.
Going down the table I spot Fred and George whispering to each other.
[Fred Weasley LV 23]
[George Weasley LV 23]
Hermione seemed to have skipped out on lunch, probably at the library.
Behind me was the Slytherin table, Daphne and Tracey were getting up ready to leave.
Dumping the last of my food in my inventory, I followed after them.
"Hey there girls," I called out to them with a smile.
The two turned looking surprised at my sudden arrival.
"Charles."
"Hey."
"Looks like we all got into the House we wanted," I said pointing to the Ravenclaw colors on my robe to emphasize that I wasn't an enemy.
It seemed to have worked as the guarded look in their eye dropped by the slightest degree.
"Are you guys exploring the school too?"
Daphne brushed a lock of hair behind her ear before answering, "Yes, we figured since we finally have time."
"Charles, why don't you join us," Tracey said right after, either missing the glare directed at her by the blonde or ignoring it entirely.
"Well if you don't mind?" I said putting on a bashful face.
"I don't really-"
"No problem," the spunky brunette interrupted.
Oh, so there really was some friction going on between them. I wonder how I could use this. Neither the books or movies really went into too much depth with their characters so I didn't now much about them, but from the small amount I observed it was easy to draw a profile.
Daphne was the type to act cold and impassive in the face of conflict, no doubt a result of her pureblood background.
She acted similar to some of the girls back at my private school who came from wealthy families.
They tended to bottle everything up appearing to be strong on the outside, but where just one bad day away from exploding.
We called these girls, ice dolls, beautiful to look at but easier to break. I remember me and my friends laughing whenever one of these ice dolls would finally crack and go full Carrie at school.
Tracey on the other hand was what we used to call snow flies. These girls tended to follow the ice dolls around like loyal pets but wouldn't hesitate to turn on them at the slightest hint of trouble.
They would disguise themselves as friends all the while trying to tear them down. Snow flies fell into two categorize, obsessed or jealous.
A jealous snow fly as the name stated usually had some form of resentment to the ice doll they were following. It could be because they weren't as pretty, rich, smart, or anything really.
They were usually the first to gossip and start any malicious rumors. They also tended to want others to join their flock in order to seem more important for being in the group longer.
An obsessed snow fly on the other hand was the one that you need to watch out for as they tended to be the more dangerous of the two.
While similar, these types didn't do things out of malicious intent but out of some misguided attempt to get closer to their target.
However, since they couldn't elevate themselves, they instead tried to tear them down to their level. Theirs was a warped mentality but it was still entertaining to watch.
I like many of the students at my private school tended to make bets to see how long these dolls would last, cause you know, rich kids.
Looking at the two girls I gave Daphne up to fourth year before she eventually cracked.
"Perfect, it will give us a time to catch up," I added as we headed down the hall to find a more private location. They were Slytherins after all and the couldn't be seen talking to a Muggle-born like me casually.
Grounds:-
"Ah, so this is how you do that," Tracey said as she wrote down the answer on a piece of paper, "as expected of a Ravenclaw."
Somehow our talk had derailed into me helping the two girls with their homework assignments.
"What about his one?" Daphne asked as she pointed to a question on the assignment sheet.
"Oh, let me see. If I remember correctly that should be in chapter 7, page… 132," I told her. She was to prideful to ask for the answer outright so instead I provided her with the section that would help her solve it.
Tracey on the other hand had no such qualms as she just wrote down the answer promising that she would look up the method later. I very much doubted that, but it was her choice.
After 15 minutes they finally closed their textbooks with a satisfying snap.
"All done?"
"Yes."
"Ah, you're a life saver," the fly said stretching her arms as if simply copying down the answers was some great task.
"That's good. So, do you mind if I ask a couple questions of my own?" I asked.
"Questions about wizarding society I take it?"
"Yeah."
"Urg! Daphne you take this one, I am not good with rules and stuff," the brunet said laying down on the grass.
The blonde princess looked to be mildly annoyed but pushed it down, "What would you like to know?"
"Let's start off simple. Can you tell me about the legal system?"
For the next hour I received a run down on the judicial system, and despite it being from a biased source, I learned quite a lot.
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