The allure of book-learning. (Library, Open RP)
Behind a few uneven stacks of books piled across a wide desk, Nick presses the cap of his pen to his lips, reading from yet another tome open before him. The library at Hogwarts has proven an interesting source of information, even if knowledge of the "non-magickal" world seemed to be scattered at best. Based on the slightly-warped version of history the books presented, at least based on his own limited knowledge, he took any knowledge imparted about the past fifteen or so years with a grain of salt (or a whole lot of grains, actually), but there was still a lot here to take in. Getting past the change in years had taken a while, but once one accepted that it really was 2007, one could get a lot further.
Then there was the magic. If these books were to be believed, there was a lot more than basic history that he had reason to learn. It was a mix of tantalizing, amazing, incoherent, and just plain ridiculous, though. Marking his place, he pushes the book away and stands, gathering up a few of his book collection to return to the shelves. He'd not had a problem spending so much time here, and hardly ever been bothered, but he had no wish to incur a librarian's wrath for leaving books scattered in his wake.
Then there was the magic. If these books were to be believed, there was a lot more than basic history that he had reason to learn. It was a mix of tantalizing, amazing, incoherent, and just plain ridiculous, though. Marking his place, he pushes the book away and stands, gathering up a few of his book collection to return to the shelves. He'd not had a problem spending so much time here, and hardly ever been bothered, but he had no wish to incur a librarian's wrath for leaving books scattered in his wake.