The University of Avalon
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 11
Midterms passed with the last of the coloured autumn leaves and first gentle flakes of winter snow. Sasporilla Bucket reveled in high marks in every class, except for necromancy, in which she maintained a better than passing grade. Sassy was surprised at the number of students that started shuffling courses, changing majors or dropping out all together after seeing their midterm grades. As she had been warned by Headmistress McGonagall and so many others, university was not for everyone.
With midterms past, it was time to get caught up on mail of the last week, that was honestly beginning to pile up.
********************
Dear Sasporilla;
Kam, Zac and I are really hoping you'll come see us this Christmas break in Hogsmeade? I'm really excited to meet Angelo! You I assume you'll be ok sharing the same room? Nudge, nudge? Wink, wink?
I've been very busy at the dig. We've opened chamber vault 76-A and found the most amazing thing! There were artifacts inside that were boxed up and tagged as gifts for people ALIVE TODAY! Can you believe it? There were many strange things sent out over the last few weeks. A pair of Salazar Slytherin’s Slippers left to Severus Snape. A monacle belonging to Merlin left to Minerva McGonagall. A Ziggeraut ring belonging to the ancient wizard Zallanger Zale was left to my Zac! One was tagged for your professor Splatterpalette. No idea what's in it? Could be some sort of scroll or perhaps a piece of art? In any case I thought it best to send it with your Jorge to get it there faster and safer. I've heard rumours about things shipped through "official" channels going missing. I know I can trust you to pass the package along. I left a quick note saying something similar on the package, in case you get to it first.
I sent you that article I told you about from the quibbler that I saw plus and an update from yesterdays Daily Prophet.
Great big hugs;
Karry
*********************
Sasporilla picked up the parcel and slipped it in her bag. She picked up her mail and the news clippings and headed out for the arts and design building. If Karry thought it urgent enough to send in such a clandestine message through her then it must have been important enough that Sasporilla take the package to the professor immediately. Something was up.
*******************
The Quibbler article was small, tucked away on page thirty two. Karry had ripped the full page out and simply circled it. It was a photo of Sasporilla's father’s fraternal twin brother. A bearded man, of very small stature, covering his face trying to avoid the cameras.
"BUCKET'S OF ROYAL ELF BLOOD?"
By Luna Lovegood
In an investigative exclusive, THE QUIBBLER has uncovered a long hidden secret Royal blood tie between the House Elf Royal Line of Stilskin and the Magi blood line of Bucket. Allegations made by confidential sources of dalliances between Bucket ancestors and a servant of generations past were unconformable. However a sealed complaint within the ministry of magic, sporting division, confirmed a member of the Bucket family as having Elf blood!
Homunculus Bucket (seen here) refused to comment as he entered St.Mungo's with his team of lawyers to undergo a mandatory blood test, ordered by joint task force of the Ministry of Magic and the High Council of Elves.
If Mr.Bucket, a well-respected wizard and businessman in our community is found to be of partial elven blood, it is believed he his in position to sit the empty Throne of the Worker Elves. Will he get a crown to go with his burlap sash? Hopefully he will have a lawyer give him a sock.\
All meant in good fun
Luna Lovegood
*********************
The bus was full. Sasporilla had to stand, holding onto the hand rail as she read the next article. It was the front page of yesterdays Daily Prophet. The picture was very different than the last one of her uncle. Homunculus Bucket stood on a stage in front of a throne, in a purple and gold robes, wearing a crown and holding a strange elven designed scepter. House elves stood at his sides looking unhappy and nervous as he smiled and waved. Other house elves knelt before him. The headline read.
*******************
"HOMUNCULUS REX"
By Hyldigard Anglaise
The wizarding world was rocked and shocked this week by the grand Royal Coronation of the first House Elf King in over one hundred years. The ceremony, always kept secret amongst the elves, had never been witnessed before by wizarding eyes. Respected business executive and Entrepreneur Homunculus Bucket, found to be of half elven blood of direct royal lineage, was crowned Sunday morning before God and his elven people in St.Paul's Cathedral, London.
Though the event was rumored to have been sponsored and paid for by his own company and funds, it seemed to be received well by the echo’s who of the wizarding world. Though many important muggle dignitaries and Royals were present the Witch Queen did not attend the event.
When asked what his immediate plans were for dealing with policies for his people, the new Elf King replied. "Status quo for now. After all there is a most sacred of ancient agreements. However I will be looking into certain concerns of my people and the possible over stepping of Wizarding kind of the original agreement. If so there will be legal action taken and major restitution demanded. If I were wizards guilty of mistreating house elves, I'd prepare to hand over your Gringots vault key."
When asked to comment on the new House Elf Kings statements, all Witches and Wizards asked said "No Comment."
******************
Sasporilla disembarked from the bus outside the Arts and design building. She took a moment to appreciate the Bronze statue of Merlin wearing flowing ancient robes, with his long hair and beard, holding his wand high, as she walked past. The statue bowed to her and Sasporilla Bucket politely vowed back giving it a cheeky wink.
"I'll have to see about getting you a bronze pork pie hat." Sassy smiled. "It'd suit you."
The doors to the Arts building were locked? A small sign hung in the door reading "BACK IN 15 MINUTES". Sasporilla resigned herself to taking a seat on the bench to one side of the door and reading her next piece of correspondence.
***************
Dear Sassy;
I can only hope this is a quill and I haven't dipped the cats tail in the ink again! Also hope this is on parchment and not on another piece of tablecloth, I'm running out! In case you haven't guessed it's your favourite funny blind oracle friend Agnes.
My dreams of you, of late had been turbulent. There were many a night I awoke screaming, unable to remember anything but you were involved. I thank the stars Myron was there to comfort me. He sends his love by the way. He is very busy with his CHOCOLATE FROGS project and promises to write you soon. There is a letter to a professor Splatterpalette of yours from him in here if you could please pass it off. Myron says thank you.
Oddly weeks ago the dreams stopped. As if all the chaos that I sensed around you was now a clear distinct path. My dreams were at peace, until last night. I dreamed of crowns, thrones and death. I fear for your safety in Avalon Sasporilla. Please be careful.
With Love;
Agnes
***************
The locks of the front doors of the Arts and Design building doors clicked loudly as they unlocked. Sasporilla tucked her mail into her bag and stepped inside.
"I'm sorry miss," the security guard said, "I had a dodgy breakfast buritto and had to leave my desk for a moment."
"No worries." Sasporilla smiled. "Is professor Splatt's in?"
"Yes!" The guard smiled. "I believe she's just finishing up her baby hippogriff yoga."
"Ok!" Sassy smiled rather wide eyed but no longer surprised by her professor’s whackadoo antics.
Sasporilla stood in the open doorway of professor Splatterpalette’s office. Her professor was dressed in a black leotard and was on a mat on the floor in the downward dog pose. Hands and feet firmly on the mat her rump high in the air with a baby hippogriff perched on it. Sweet smelling incense swirled in the air mixing with music of eastern influence.
Sasporilla knocked on the open door startling the baby hippogriff who turned suddenly on the professors derriere, and the shifting balance through her over to one side with a thud.
"Oh professor!" Sasporilla gasped running in to assist. "I'm so sorry."
Professor Splatterpalette rolled and laughed on the floor. "It's ok Sasporilla. No harm done."
Sassy helped her professor up to her feet. "Ok bingo, home to your mommy now. Go, go!!!"
The hippogriff fawn waited for the professor to open a gateway with her wand and off he went, back to the zoo.
"Professor Hannah is so gracious to let me borrow him for my exercises." Professor Splatterpalette said putting on her robes. "What do you need Ms.Bubbles?";
"I've a couple of pieces of mail for you professor." Sasporilla said. "Apparently I'm a better bloody owl than most."
"I suspect a more trust worthy one Ms.Bucket." Professor Splatterpalette said with a wink touching her finger to the side of her nose. "Thank you so much. I love prezzies!!! Shoo shoo!!! "
Sasporilla left as the professor dismissed her. Professor Splatterpalette couldn't wait to dig in to the things before her.
"An envelope and a package?" The professor said placing them on her desk. "Which shall I open first? I want to open the pack age first! It will obviously have the greatest surprise for me! However if I do that, the envelope will only pale in comparison and that is hardly fair to whomever sent me whatever is in there. No, no I should open the letter first. You silly girl why are you arguing with yourself allowed? People will think your strange and put you in St.Mungo's!"
Professor Splatterpalette looked around and no one was around.
"Just my luck." The professor sighed opening the letter. "I could have used the break."
*********************
Dearest Dina;
It's been many years since we've spoken. I still remember the young witch, all dressed in black with those muggle Moc Dartin's boots I think you used to call them. Seeing you with your unmistakable wild dark hair supporting us at our shows with your friends Chlorina and Wringlana Cumberbatch in the early days of my career really brings back happy memories.
When I learned that you were teaching our Sasporilla I just had to drop you a not. Sassy is very special to me. Her father was my mentor and her mother, well, the secret life long love of my life. I cherish that girl like my own daughter and would do anything for her. She is very proud and independent, and will never ask for help or support. So if she needs either please drop me an owl outlining her needs and I'll get right on it.
Yours truly;
Myron Wagtail
PS.... I have enclosed a picture from our latest project. When our new album is done, I'll be sure to get you one hot off the presses!
****************
Pulling her wand from her robe Professor Splatterpalette levitated and affixed the photo of the three members of the Chocolate Frogs, Orpheus Manxx, Timpany Munchausen and Myron Wagtail front and center. With a wink the professor saucily blew the picture a kiss and returned her attentions to the package wrapped in ancient parchments, tied with twine. A tag hung from the twine, which read Professor Dina Splatterpalette, and had a very faded ancient seal of Salazar Slytherin on it.
An official letter was tucked under twine. Professor Splatterpalette pulled it free and saw that it was a letter to her from the Ministry of Antiquities, that had first been past down to Ms.Bucket.
******************
To: Professor Dina Splatterpalette
Department of Arts and Design
Avalon University, Avalon City
Avalon
Several items have been uncovered in vault 76-Z of the Chamber of Secrets that were pre-tagged as gifts for a millennia ago. One of which was found with your name on it. As all items are openable only by those for whom they are intended for we can not catalogue them until they have been opened. The Ministry of Magic Department of antiquities would appreciate any information that you could supply us on this item once you’ve opened your package.
Sincerely;
Karroline Curtis
Assistant under the Antiquarian Digs Assistant 9th class
Ministry of Magic Department of Antiquities
PS…
I trusted this package with my best friend rather thank your Royal mail as I’ve heard how things some times “GO MISSING”. If someone in power there suspects you might have a powerful item… you just might want to keep it to your self and send any correspondence to the ministry back to me through Sassy. We can trust her.
***************************
"Well then," Professor Splatterpalette said, "if I was Salazar Slytherin, that crafty miserable old sod, what would I be sending out to people a thousand years in the future?"
The professor poked the package cautiously with her wand. She examined the rather plain old parchment wrap.
"REVELIO!" She cast knowing that if there were hidden spells or sigils a simple spell such as that would not reveal them. Not from a Wizard as great as Salazar Slytherin. The professor pulled a letter opener from her desk drawer. She sliced cleanly through the simple twine and pulled the tight parchment wrappings free of the wooden box inside.
The box was about eighteen inches long with a gold thinned area near its capped type. A gold Lions head adornment with a ring in its mouth was on the bejeweled side of the box. A small scroll tucked into the ring.
Professor Splatterpalette pulled the scroll free, unrolled it and smiled as she read the ancient note.
********************
Professor Splatterpalette;
Please accept this wand as a teaching tool from my personal collection. It was the first wand of Godric Gryffindor, taken from him by me in a duel in our youth. It holds great sentimental value and I’m sure will be of great historic and artistic value.
It was hand crafted by the great Celt wand Maker Dwarwin O’Caelighie himself. It is Walnut, 13 3/4” with a Dragon heartstring core (Norwegian Horn Tail). It is bejeweled and adorned most ostentatiously with rubies and gold wire as Godric‘s vanity I’m sure is now legendary.
I had the case made especially to contain the wand and only you may open in it. If you should choose not to accept this gift then it will remain forever sealed.
With respects;
Salazar Slytherin
*****************************
The Professor pulled off the boxes wooden cap carefully. To her surprise there was no explosion, nor puff of Poisson gas.
“Oh Salazar!” Professor Splatterpalette chuckled, “Lulling people into a false sense of security by not trapping the gift box is just brilliant!”
Inside the dark wood and gold box was a wand, as described, but as she had feared, that crafty evil old wizard had sent out something a whole lot more than just a nice gift. Probably not just to her, but to every recipient of his gifts. If her suspicions were correct... but she would have to be sure.
***********************
Sasporilla was very surprised to find Angelo waiting for her on the bench out front of the Arts and Design building. Her handsome young man smiled as he saw his pink haired girl friend coming through the big double doors.
"Well hello there." Sasporilla smiled as she walked over to Angelo and gave him a big kiss hello. "What brings you here?"
"You do." Angelo said. "We were going to do a bit of Christmas shopping? Remember?"
"Oh my god!" Sasporilla gasped. "I'm so sorry Angelo, it completely slipped my mind."
"I know, you probably had something important to do." Angelo said. "It's not like me or my feelings are important, no you're just a bit a sweat meat you are mate. Eye candy is all I am, me. Oh woah is my existence... the poor boy toy."
"Stop it you!" Sasporilla laughed. "I had a secret package from the Ministry of Antiquities to deliver to Professor Splatt's. It came from Karry so I thought I'd better get on it."
"What was in it?" Angelo asked quietly taking Sassy's hand as they walked away.
"No idea." Sasporilla shook her head. "What ever it is, it must of come out of the chamber of secrets. That's what Karry's working on."
"Well, shall we have some lunch first?" Angelo asked.
"Honestly," Sasporilla laughed, "are you ever NOT hungry?"
"Nope." Angelo said, "especially for your love."
"Oh your tongue drips honey it does." Sassy said cupping his chin playfully. "Ok, lunch, then shopping. I'll help you get something nice for your dad this year."
"Thanks." Angelo said. "Christmas hasn't been the same for him since my mom passed. He's still living down the shame of her following Voldemort as a Death Eater in the last wizarding war."
Midterms passed with the last of the coloured autumn leaves and first gentle flakes of winter snow. Sasporilla Bucket reveled in high marks in every class, except for necromancy, in which she maintained a better than passing grade. Sassy was surprised at the number of students that started shuffling courses, changing majors or dropping out all together after seeing their midterm grades. As she had been warned by Headmistress McGonagall and so many others, university was not for everyone.
With midterms past, it was time to get caught up on mail of the last week, that was honestly beginning to pile up.
********************
Dear Sasporilla;
Kam, Zac and I are really hoping you'll come see us this Christmas break in Hogsmeade? I'm really excited to meet Angelo! You I assume you'll be ok sharing the same room? Nudge, nudge? Wink, wink?
I've been very busy at the dig. We've opened chamber vault 76-A and found the most amazing thing! There were artifacts inside that were boxed up and tagged as gifts for people ALIVE TODAY! Can you believe it? There were many strange things sent out over the last few weeks. A pair of Salazar Slytherin’s Slippers left to Severus Snape. A monacle belonging to Merlin left to Minerva McGonagall. A Ziggeraut ring belonging to the ancient wizard Zallanger Zale was left to my Zac! One was tagged for your professor Splatterpalette. No idea what's in it? Could be some sort of scroll or perhaps a piece of art? In any case I thought it best to send it with your Jorge to get it there faster and safer. I've heard rumours about things shipped through "official" channels going missing. I know I can trust you to pass the package along. I left a quick note saying something similar on the package, in case you get to it first.
I sent you that article I told you about from the quibbler that I saw plus and an update from yesterdays Daily Prophet.
Great big hugs;
Karry
*********************
Sasporilla picked up the parcel and slipped it in her bag. She picked up her mail and the news clippings and headed out for the arts and design building. If Karry thought it urgent enough to send in such a clandestine message through her then it must have been important enough that Sasporilla take the package to the professor immediately. Something was up.
*******************
The Quibbler article was small, tucked away on page thirty two. Karry had ripped the full page out and simply circled it. It was a photo of Sasporilla's father’s fraternal twin brother. A bearded man, of very small stature, covering his face trying to avoid the cameras.
"BUCKET'S OF ROYAL ELF BLOOD?"
By Luna Lovegood
In an investigative exclusive, THE QUIBBLER has uncovered a long hidden secret Royal blood tie between the House Elf Royal Line of Stilskin and the Magi blood line of Bucket. Allegations made by confidential sources of dalliances between Bucket ancestors and a servant of generations past were unconformable. However a sealed complaint within the ministry of magic, sporting division, confirmed a member of the Bucket family as having Elf blood!
Homunculus Bucket (seen here) refused to comment as he entered St.Mungo's with his team of lawyers to undergo a mandatory blood test, ordered by joint task force of the Ministry of Magic and the High Council of Elves.
If Mr.Bucket, a well-respected wizard and businessman in our community is found to be of partial elven blood, it is believed he his in position to sit the empty Throne of the Worker Elves. Will he get a crown to go with his burlap sash? Hopefully he will have a lawyer give him a sock.\
All meant in good fun
Luna Lovegood
*********************
The bus was full. Sasporilla had to stand, holding onto the hand rail as she read the next article. It was the front page of yesterdays Daily Prophet. The picture was very different than the last one of her uncle. Homunculus Bucket stood on a stage in front of a throne, in a purple and gold robes, wearing a crown and holding a strange elven designed scepter. House elves stood at his sides looking unhappy and nervous as he smiled and waved. Other house elves knelt before him. The headline read.
*******************
"HOMUNCULUS REX"
By Hyldigard Anglaise
The wizarding world was rocked and shocked this week by the grand Royal Coronation of the first House Elf King in over one hundred years. The ceremony, always kept secret amongst the elves, had never been witnessed before by wizarding eyes. Respected business executive and Entrepreneur Homunculus Bucket, found to be of half elven blood of direct royal lineage, was crowned Sunday morning before God and his elven people in St.Paul's Cathedral, London.
Though the event was rumored to have been sponsored and paid for by his own company and funds, it seemed to be received well by the echo’s who of the wizarding world. Though many important muggle dignitaries and Royals were present the Witch Queen did not attend the event.
When asked what his immediate plans were for dealing with policies for his people, the new Elf King replied. "Status quo for now. After all there is a most sacred of ancient agreements. However I will be looking into certain concerns of my people and the possible over stepping of Wizarding kind of the original agreement. If so there will be legal action taken and major restitution demanded. If I were wizards guilty of mistreating house elves, I'd prepare to hand over your Gringots vault key."
When asked to comment on the new House Elf Kings statements, all Witches and Wizards asked said "No Comment."
******************
Sasporilla disembarked from the bus outside the Arts and design building. She took a moment to appreciate the Bronze statue of Merlin wearing flowing ancient robes, with his long hair and beard, holding his wand high, as she walked past. The statue bowed to her and Sasporilla Bucket politely vowed back giving it a cheeky wink.
"I'll have to see about getting you a bronze pork pie hat." Sassy smiled. "It'd suit you."
The doors to the Arts building were locked? A small sign hung in the door reading "BACK IN 15 MINUTES". Sasporilla resigned herself to taking a seat on the bench to one side of the door and reading her next piece of correspondence.
***************
Dear Sassy;
I can only hope this is a quill and I haven't dipped the cats tail in the ink again! Also hope this is on parchment and not on another piece of tablecloth, I'm running out! In case you haven't guessed it's your favourite funny blind oracle friend Agnes.
My dreams of you, of late had been turbulent. There were many a night I awoke screaming, unable to remember anything but you were involved. I thank the stars Myron was there to comfort me. He sends his love by the way. He is very busy with his CHOCOLATE FROGS project and promises to write you soon. There is a letter to a professor Splatterpalette of yours from him in here if you could please pass it off. Myron says thank you.
Oddly weeks ago the dreams stopped. As if all the chaos that I sensed around you was now a clear distinct path. My dreams were at peace, until last night. I dreamed of crowns, thrones and death. I fear for your safety in Avalon Sasporilla. Please be careful.
With Love;
Agnes
***************
The locks of the front doors of the Arts and Design building doors clicked loudly as they unlocked. Sasporilla tucked her mail into her bag and stepped inside.
"I'm sorry miss," the security guard said, "I had a dodgy breakfast buritto and had to leave my desk for a moment."
"No worries." Sasporilla smiled. "Is professor Splatt's in?"
"Yes!" The guard smiled. "I believe she's just finishing up her baby hippogriff yoga."
"Ok!" Sassy smiled rather wide eyed but no longer surprised by her professor’s whackadoo antics.
Sasporilla stood in the open doorway of professor Splatterpalette’s office. Her professor was dressed in a black leotard and was on a mat on the floor in the downward dog pose. Hands and feet firmly on the mat her rump high in the air with a baby hippogriff perched on it. Sweet smelling incense swirled in the air mixing with music of eastern influence.
Sasporilla knocked on the open door startling the baby hippogriff who turned suddenly on the professors derriere, and the shifting balance through her over to one side with a thud.
"Oh professor!" Sasporilla gasped running in to assist. "I'm so sorry."
Professor Splatterpalette rolled and laughed on the floor. "It's ok Sasporilla. No harm done."
Sassy helped her professor up to her feet. "Ok bingo, home to your mommy now. Go, go!!!"
The hippogriff fawn waited for the professor to open a gateway with her wand and off he went, back to the zoo.
"Professor Hannah is so gracious to let me borrow him for my exercises." Professor Splatterpalette said putting on her robes. "What do you need Ms.Bubbles?";
"I've a couple of pieces of mail for you professor." Sasporilla said. "Apparently I'm a better bloody owl than most."
"I suspect a more trust worthy one Ms.Bucket." Professor Splatterpalette said with a wink touching her finger to the side of her nose. "Thank you so much. I love prezzies!!! Shoo shoo!!! "
Sasporilla left as the professor dismissed her. Professor Splatterpalette couldn't wait to dig in to the things before her.
"An envelope and a package?" The professor said placing them on her desk. "Which shall I open first? I want to open the pack age first! It will obviously have the greatest surprise for me! However if I do that, the envelope will only pale in comparison and that is hardly fair to whomever sent me whatever is in there. No, no I should open the letter first. You silly girl why are you arguing with yourself allowed? People will think your strange and put you in St.Mungo's!"
Professor Splatterpalette looked around and no one was around.
"Just my luck." The professor sighed opening the letter. "I could have used the break."
*********************
Dearest Dina;
It's been many years since we've spoken. I still remember the young witch, all dressed in black with those muggle Moc Dartin's boots I think you used to call them. Seeing you with your unmistakable wild dark hair supporting us at our shows with your friends Chlorina and Wringlana Cumberbatch in the early days of my career really brings back happy memories.
When I learned that you were teaching our Sasporilla I just had to drop you a not. Sassy is very special to me. Her father was my mentor and her mother, well, the secret life long love of my life. I cherish that girl like my own daughter and would do anything for her. She is very proud and independent, and will never ask for help or support. So if she needs either please drop me an owl outlining her needs and I'll get right on it.
Yours truly;
Myron Wagtail
PS.... I have enclosed a picture from our latest project. When our new album is done, I'll be sure to get you one hot off the presses!
****************
Pulling her wand from her robe Professor Splatterpalette levitated and affixed the photo of the three members of the Chocolate Frogs, Orpheus Manxx, Timpany Munchausen and Myron Wagtail front and center. With a wink the professor saucily blew the picture a kiss and returned her attentions to the package wrapped in ancient parchments, tied with twine. A tag hung from the twine, which read Professor Dina Splatterpalette, and had a very faded ancient seal of Salazar Slytherin on it.
An official letter was tucked under twine. Professor Splatterpalette pulled it free and saw that it was a letter to her from the Ministry of Antiquities, that had first been past down to Ms.Bucket.
******************
To: Professor Dina Splatterpalette
Department of Arts and Design
Avalon University, Avalon City
Avalon
Several items have been uncovered in vault 76-Z of the Chamber of Secrets that were pre-tagged as gifts for a millennia ago. One of which was found with your name on it. As all items are openable only by those for whom they are intended for we can not catalogue them until they have been opened. The Ministry of Magic Department of antiquities would appreciate any information that you could supply us on this item once you’ve opened your package.
Sincerely;
Karroline Curtis
Assistant under the Antiquarian Digs Assistant 9th class
Ministry of Magic Department of Antiquities
PS…
I trusted this package with my best friend rather thank your Royal mail as I’ve heard how things some times “GO MISSING”. If someone in power there suspects you might have a powerful item… you just might want to keep it to your self and send any correspondence to the ministry back to me through Sassy. We can trust her.
***************************
"Well then," Professor Splatterpalette said, "if I was Salazar Slytherin, that crafty miserable old sod, what would I be sending out to people a thousand years in the future?"
The professor poked the package cautiously with her wand. She examined the rather plain old parchment wrap.
"REVELIO!" She cast knowing that if there were hidden spells or sigils a simple spell such as that would not reveal them. Not from a Wizard as great as Salazar Slytherin. The professor pulled a letter opener from her desk drawer. She sliced cleanly through the simple twine and pulled the tight parchment wrappings free of the wooden box inside.
The box was about eighteen inches long with a gold thinned area near its capped type. A gold Lions head adornment with a ring in its mouth was on the bejeweled side of the box. A small scroll tucked into the ring.
Professor Splatterpalette pulled the scroll free, unrolled it and smiled as she read the ancient note.
********************
Professor Splatterpalette;
Please accept this wand as a teaching tool from my personal collection. It was the first wand of Godric Gryffindor, taken from him by me in a duel in our youth. It holds great sentimental value and I’m sure will be of great historic and artistic value.
It was hand crafted by the great Celt wand Maker Dwarwin O’Caelighie himself. It is Walnut, 13 3/4” with a Dragon heartstring core (Norwegian Horn Tail). It is bejeweled and adorned most ostentatiously with rubies and gold wire as Godric‘s vanity I’m sure is now legendary.
I had the case made especially to contain the wand and only you may open in it. If you should choose not to accept this gift then it will remain forever sealed.
With respects;
Salazar Slytherin
*****************************
The Professor pulled off the boxes wooden cap carefully. To her surprise there was no explosion, nor puff of Poisson gas.
“Oh Salazar!” Professor Splatterpalette chuckled, “Lulling people into a false sense of security by not trapping the gift box is just brilliant!”
Inside the dark wood and gold box was a wand, as described, but as she had feared, that crafty evil old wizard had sent out something a whole lot more than just a nice gift. Probably not just to her, but to every recipient of his gifts. If her suspicions were correct... but she would have to be sure.
***********************
Sasporilla was very surprised to find Angelo waiting for her on the bench out front of the Arts and Design building. Her handsome young man smiled as he saw his pink haired girl friend coming through the big double doors.
"Well hello there." Sasporilla smiled as she walked over to Angelo and gave him a big kiss hello. "What brings you here?"
"You do." Angelo said. "We were going to do a bit of Christmas shopping? Remember?"
"Oh my god!" Sasporilla gasped. "I'm so sorry Angelo, it completely slipped my mind."
"I know, you probably had something important to do." Angelo said. "It's not like me or my feelings are important, no you're just a bit a sweat meat you are mate. Eye candy is all I am, me. Oh woah is my existence... the poor boy toy."
"Stop it you!" Sasporilla laughed. "I had a secret package from the Ministry of Antiquities to deliver to Professor Splatt's. It came from Karry so I thought I'd better get on it."
"What was in it?" Angelo asked quietly taking Sassy's hand as they walked away.
"No idea." Sasporilla shook her head. "What ever it is, it must of come out of the chamber of secrets. That's what Karry's working on."
"Well, shall we have some lunch first?" Angelo asked.
"Honestly," Sasporilla laughed, "are you ever NOT hungry?"
"Nope." Angelo said, "especially for your love."
"Oh your tongue drips honey it does." Sassy said cupping his chin playfully. "Ok, lunch, then shopping. I'll help you get something nice for your dad this year."
"Thanks." Angelo said. "Christmas hasn't been the same for him since my mom passed. He's still living down the shame of her following Voldemort as a Death Eater in the last wizarding war."
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