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[necessary_child]

Minimalist, so you guys get to do all the work. :P

Sam Linnfer is outside in the sunshine, sitting on a rock by the lake and feeding the giant squid.

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He's watching Molly Hayes with some amusement as she struggles with a large pink kite further along the lakeshore. Just as she's about to give up a magically-created gust of wind catches the toy

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[gorgonfondness]

Professor McGonagall isn't the only teacher getting a little tired marking essays. Mia is getting thoroughly worn out by the many papers essentially copying a poet from one of the books.

She gets up to stretch for a moment when the other teacher catches her eye. Hasn't she seen her before? Commanding a bunch of desks?

Mia gathers up her papers with the intention of finding Croix and asking him to put them away, but looking for the owl instead of calling for him puts her directly in Minerva's line of sight.

So when she is completely aware that she's noticed, she asks, "You too?"

[gryffindortabby]

Not yet she hasn't -- at least, not yet for this Minerva. That won't come for a year or two.

She raises well-marked eyebrows at the other woman. "Essays? Unfortunately so, yes."

[gorgonfondness]

"Teaching's a rough business," she says with an empathetic smile. "I sometimes wonder about my qualifications for it, but I imagine I would have been kicked out long ago if I wasn't suitable."

[gryffindortabby]

"Unless the students are actively rioting in every class and are mostly succeeding in passing their exams, I believe you're generally unlikely to be sacked," Minerva says, putting her quill aside for the moment.

"In my experience, at least."

[gorgonfondness]

"Well, the only way for me to be sacked is if the entire city revolted against me or, in some madness, I manage to sack myself. While teaching is what I do most, I am the one in charge of my school."

She nods her head and decides to be extremely nice to Professor McGonagall by using her maiden name. Hey, why not? It is her legal name at home.

"I'm Mia Ausa, Guildmaster of the Magic Guild of Vane. It mostly ends up meaning I teach spellcrafting and firedancing."

[gryffindortabby]

"I should imagine it would be exceedingly tricky then," the professor agrees. The other woman seems entirely too young to be a headmistress of any school, but perhaps other worlds do things differently.

"I've merely attained the post of deputy headmistress, but nonetheless I doubt I could ever be sacked."

She raises her eyebrows enquiringly. "Firedancing? What does that entail, precisely?"

[gorgonfondness]

She was the youngest one they had when she first obtained the position.

"I didn't obtain the job the normal way a person becomes a teacher; the school, nay the entire city-state of Vane, runs as a matriarchy and I was next to take it after my mother's retirement. I have since appointed two Premiers, who help run things and make my work much easier."

One Premier being a former student of McGonagall's.

"Firedancing, first of all, requires a connection to fire, one way or another. I've been drawn to fire since I was very young and have studied that magic in the form of long distance attacks before I learned how to firedance here. Firedancing, though possible to perform as an actual dance, is more suited for close quarters combat."

[gryffindortabby]

Well, that's quite an infodump, although of course Minerva wouldn't use those words.

"Hmm. Very different magic to mine, then," she remarks. "Interesting, though."

[gorgonfondness]

Well, she asked/brought it up.

"Different but compatible," Mia says. "One of your students has since moved to my world and he is doing wonderfully, particularly in water magic. He hardly even needs his wand anymore, he's getting so used to wandless."

[gryffindortabby]

At that her eyebrows shoot right up.

"Really?" she enquires. "Who, if I may ask?"

[gorgonfondness]

She blushes and presses her lips together before saying, "You sure? The answer hasn't met with the best reactions. Harry Potter himself did a perfect spit take in front of me when he heard."

There's a slight glance over to her left hand, where there is a pair of very obvious rings.

[gryffindortabby]

If her eyebrows were capable of going any higher, they'd be doing so, but aside from that Minerva doesn't look particularly discomfited.

"Either Mr. Malfoy or Mr. Weasley, then," she says adroitly. "Really, Mrs Ausa, one thing about fifty years of teaching magic is that it makes you extremely hard to truly shock."

[gorgonfondness]

"Nothing gets past you," she says with a smile. "It is indeed Mr. Malfoy. He's a spoiled peacock, but he's been my spoiled peacock for four years."

[gryffindortabby]

"Spoiled peacock is roughly accurate, I should say, yes," Minerva agrees. "Has he added subtlety to his list of accomplishments? He could scarcely get any worse."

[gorgonfondness]

There's a great snort of a contained giggle and Mia hides her face in her hands, barely holding back her laughter.

"Subtlety?" she chokes out. "This man gave me a dragon diamond tiara and a custom tailored cloak for our first wedding anniversary. I don't think subtlety is anywhere remotely near his vocabulary."

[gryffindortabby]

Minerva shakes her head in despair. "Hope lives eternal, but I had my doubts. Does he still attempt to give the appearance of having written more than he has by making his writing bigger and expanding the margins?"