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[ROYSTON BARDOCK]

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Royston sat with his hands on his cheek and the elbows propped on the table’s surface. His face was having the expression of someone watching his favorite movie. He didn’t miss a single word the professor was saying. Even though he was in love with Care for Magical Creature classes, Muggle Studies was the class he put the most effort and concentration to. Having lived among the Muggle community, Roy found their life-style very interesting. Hence he really enjoyed learning more about them. The subject gave him wider knowledge on the non-magical people around the world. He was highly fascinated by how they created things to help them live without magic. So every time he came into the class, he was completely absorbed in the lessons. Only until the homework was given did he show a sign of boredom and disappointment.

The boy was never a smarty. Essays would take him a long time to write and he had no super smart friend to help him with it. He disliked most of the classes here at school because he just couldn’t be good enough at them. He wondered what would happen if he failed too many in the upcoming OWLs. Maybe the teachers would not let him study at Hogwarts anymore. Now that was something scary. It wasn’t his parents he worried about. They were always too focused on his youngest brother to even care. But his grandfather was a different story. The old man always made such a fuss over his and his brother’s grades. To think of all the things his grandfather would do to him if that ever happened was terrifying.

The school bell finally rang to tell the children their last class of the day had ended. Roy sat still on his seat as the others were leaving the class, slowly putting stuffs back into his school bag. He had no intention to go out and enjoy the evening too soon. He wouldn’t have much time anyway to play. A large pile of delayed homework was still waiting for him back in the room. Some of them were due the next day. Yet, he didn’t want to do any of the essays. He knew he had to focus on his homework but it couldn’t stop him from doing what he loved.

As usual, he was staying behind so that he could talk with Professor Scrivener. He liked the teacher not only because he taught the subject he loved, but also the man’s nice personality. Royston usually came to him when he needed help with his essays, or even Transfiguration practice. It surprised him to learn that the professor was pretty good at it. Because his grandfather often said only useless geek would choose to teach that subject. He knew his grandpa hated Muggles but that sounded a little harsh. And the old man was actually wrong.

When almost everyone in class had gone, the brown haired boy got up and hung the school bag over his shoulder. He made his way toward the teacher’s table. “Good evening, Professor,” He greeted politely when he made it to the spot where the professor was with a wide friendly grin. His voice was a mix of admiration and the excitement one could often find from him, his eyes glinting in the inspiration he got from the lesson. “That was a great lecture sir. I totally agree with your opinion on the similarity between Wizards and Muggles. Especially about the part about their social life.”

He could go on and on, though he knew it would be better to just leave it at that. Talking too much would make him sound annoying. He learned through life experiences.


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[Ashton Scrivener]

“So although wizard possess magic, while muggles do not, aspects of social mentality remain the same. The minds of the magical and non-magical is still very much alike. The reason that muggles so easily say that magic is evil or does not exist is very similar to the reason why some wizards consider muggles as worthless because they do not possess magic. It’s that mentality, the fear of the unknown that both muggle and wizard have. Anything that deviates from the what each group considers to be the norm is unnatural, thus is frowned upon. That is simply how the human mind, both magical and muggle, thinks.”

Ashton turned around from writing on the blackboard and looked at his students. Some were asleep, others looked bored, some seem relatively interested but were trying harder to take notes than to listen. There was one student who sat with his hands on his cheeks, elbows propped on the same, and an expression of complete and total absorption in the subject. Royston Bardock, a favorite student of Ashton’s. Technically he wasn’t supposed to play favorites… but if Snape could favor the Slytherins so blatantly then why couldn’t Ashton be allowed to have a favorite student? “I see my time is running low and that you are all slowly getting more and more confused by my social psychologist terms. But I guess that’s what happens during the last hour of the day. Homework tonight is to list at least ten activities or behaviors that are similar between muggles and wizards. Class dismissed.” The bell rang and the students all ran out of the room as fast as they could, all hoping to meet with friends, get started on homework, practice Quidditch, etc. etc. All except Royston Bardock, who walked up to Ashton’s desk. The two often talked after class. Ashton didn’t mind, though. He enjoyed talking to the Hufflepuff that was so interested in his subject.

”Good evening, Professor,” he greeted politely with a grin. ”That was a great lecture, sir. I totally agree with your opinion on the similarity between wizards and muggles. Especially the part about their social life.”

”I’m glad you though so, Roy,” Ashton responded. “Not so sure the rest of the class shares you opinion, though.” Ashton let out a laugh and started organizing a few essays he needed to grade on his desk. “But then again, I never paid attention in my last class when I went to Hogwarts. That end-of-the-day funk is another similar aspect of muggle and wizard life. All the times I saw and felt it in muggle university…”

[ROYSTON BARDOCK]

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The Hufflepuff boy shrugged as he glanced behind him to see the last person exiting the room. It was true that most of his other classmates didn’t take the subject seriously. They probably signed up for the class because they were curious or because it was one of the required grades for their future job. What a pity. As far as he knew, Muggle Studies was the most interesting subject. And Muggles were, in fact, brilliant people if one thought of it. He bet none of the wizards and witches could handle not having their magic more than a day.

“I can understand, sir. I don’t think many of them came in much contact with the Muggles. It’s like you said. They don’t like what they don’t understand.” He replied, focusing his eyes back on the professor, who was now arranging papers on his table. The essays once again reminded him of what was waiting for him back in his room. Though, it was just a small thought that flashed by. He was more interested in what Professor Ashton was saying. “Ah ha, so I only have nine more for my list.” Chuckling, he flicked his fingers.

He remembered the older man used to say he studied in a muggle university before. What was it called? Oh Cardiff. That was the one. He had seen a photo before. Roy himself studied with Muggle when he was in Elementary, for they lived among them. But he didn’t know how it was like to be in their High-school or University. “Was it hard to get into a Muggle University, sir?” He asked eagerly. “Did you have to study in a High school first or something before they accepted you?”

He figured he could do the same as Mr. Scrivener after his last year at Hogwarts. That sounded pretty awesome. “Maybe I would go to one too, professor- “ He said, raising his index finger in front of himself in the I-got-an-idea way. But a thought suddenly came into him. It made his excitement die down a bit. His hand dropped and he looked down, kind of sighing. “Oh, but I don’t think my grandfather would like that.”


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[Ashton Scrivener]

Ashton nodded at Roy’s statement. It appeared that he got the point of his lecture. One of the few students who probably did. ”Ah ha, so I only have nine more for my list.” Ashton quickly stopped arranging his papers and snapped his fingers, realizing he just gave this kid a tenth of his homework. He may have liked Roy, but that didn’t mean he was going to mooch on Ashton’s words for his homework.

“Nope. You can’t use that one,” the Muggle Studies professor quickly told him. “No mooching.”

“Was it hard to get into a Muggle University, sir? Did you have to study in a High school first or something before they accepted you?” Roy eagerly inquired. Ashton let out a smile as he stopped organizing his papers. He tapped the seat next to him, signaling Roy to sit.

“To be honest, the only reason I went to a muggle university in the first place was because my muggle father insisted upon it. My pureblooded mother was all too happy to oblige to that wish. It wasn’t particularly hard for me to get in to Cardiff. I knew enough about the subjects taught in muggle schools to get in. I never had to go to high school. All we had to do was say I was homeschooled. I took all the required exams and I was in by the time I was eighteen. Though a wizard would have to know at least the basics of muggle society and muggle education to be able to go to a muggle university successfully. I thought I would hate it, especially with having to hide my magic, but I turned out to love the experience and stayed to get my postgraduate degrees. They don’t mean anything to the wizarding world, but I’m still glad I worked for them,” Ashton explained.

”Maybe I could go to one too, professor-” Roy raised his index finger in a way that appeared like he had an idea. Ashton smiled at the boy’s enthusiasm. It made him feel good; the fact that he was influencing this student as much as he was. It was both exciting and inspiring to Ashton. Then Roy’s excitement fell and his hand dropped. He looked down as he said, ”Oh, but I don’t think my grandfather would like it.”[/color] Ashton put a hand on Roy’s shoulder when he spoke his next words.

“That may be, but once you are out of Hogwarts, you’ll be of age. I doubt there would be much your grandfather could do to stop you if you really wished to go. If you need help with the examination or applications during your seventh year, I’d be happy to help. After all, I had to go through that too.” Ashton wished to encourage more young wizards to study at muggle Universities after their years at Hogwarts. The education he received there had been very valuable to Ashton and had increased his understanding of Muggle life. In his opinion, any wizard who wished to work with muggles or understand them better should study in a muggle school after Hogwarts. Perhaps if it was required, wizards wouldn’t hate muggles as much… at least, in his opinion.

[ROYSTON BARDOCK]

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Royston was wasn’t surprised or anything when the professor said he couldn’t use what he just said for the homework. Though, he did tell himself not to say it out loud the next time. He wasn’t bad at the subject but he was lazy, especially when exams were coming. It was February already, so the other teachers gave them tons of work to do. Ashton then motioned him to sit down after Roy had asked him some questions. The boy nodded thankfully before doing so.

He listened to the professor’s story with the same kind of inspired glint in his eyes, once again absorbed in the information. He nodded at bits of important information. So he had a chance if he wanted after all. However, that also meant he would have to do some extra study. It was a good thing his muggle friends would be willing to let him borrow their books and textbooks to read. They often came over to his house during summer.

Royston had always felt bad not being able to tell his friends he was a wizard. Stupid law. He knew they wouldn’t be scared of it if he ever told them, or at least that was how he thought. Still, he didn’t mind his current life either. He couldn’t guarantee if his buddies would treat him the same if they learned his true identity. They might not be scared, but they might get angry at him for hiding it, or treat him like some kind of superior (just a theory). He had gotten used to being just a normal boy. He was treated the same as everyone, which was good.

Roy still seemed a little worried when Professor Scrivener placed a hand on his shoulder and encouraged him. “Thank you, professor,” But he looked up, nodded with a little smile soon after. “I hope so.” That was right. He would be old enough to decide his own path then. Still, thinking of the old man’s remarks and shouts Roy usually got poured on him lingered uncertainness in him. The poor Hufflepuff boy often got called a useless, imbecile,… all the bad things one could imagine. No one, even his parents had much faith in him. With his brother being a rebellious Slytherin, they decided to focus everything on little Jackie, his Gryffindor brother. He didn’t hate the younger kid, but it made him feel terrible whenever he was alone, thinking to himself.


He thought it was time to change the subject. No matter how much he liked and trusted the teacher, he didn’t want any more personal story like that to go on. Or he might end up crying or something like that.

“So, professor, after studying and living with them, what do you like the most in the Muggle world?” He asked out of curiousity. “Do you have any hobby influenced by them?”


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[Ashton Scrivener]

”Thank you professor,” Roy responded with a nod and smile. ”I hope so.” Ashton smiled as he saw the inspiration in his eyes. It made Ashton proud to have possibly inspired another wizard to live somewhat integrated with muggles, at least for a little while. However, he also saw some lingering doubt. This was most likely due to his grandfather. Roy had told him about his elitist grandfather and how he felt as if no one had faith in him. So Ashton had taken it upon himself to help the boy and have faith in him. Ashton never expected to take Roy under his wing to this extent. It seemed that Roy wished to change the subject when he asked, ”So, professor, after studying and living with them, what do you like most in the Muggle world?” asked. ”Do you have any hobby influenced by them?”

Ashton smiled and leaned back in his chair. If there was any one thing in the muggle world that he loved above anything, it was something that he had grown up with and watched constantly as a child, not something he found while in college. ”Doctor Who. Definitely Doctor Who. It’s a muggle television show about a humanoid alien known as a Time Lord that travels throughout time and space and goes on different adventures. He usually has a human companion. Sadly, it went off the air around 1990… But I did pick up a love of classic musicals. My favorite of which is Les Miserables.” Ashton smiled. He loved the music and the story of Les Mis. Especially the song Do You Hear The People Sing? It was an absolutely lovely song that perfectly describe the rage of the characters. There were so many amazing plays and pieces of art among mugglekind… he only wished that more of the wizarding world could see it.

[ROYSTON BARDOCK]

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Now that he had managed to change the topic of their conversation, he felt more comfortable on his seat. Roy listened to the older man responding to his question, smiling still. He didn't think he had ever seen the Muggle show 'Doctor Who' before. Usually, he lost to his brother whenever they fought over the TV remote. Though, the show went off the air already so that wouldn't make any different. At least, he knew pretty much most of the Muggle terms to understand what professor Ashton explained to him about it.

"Travel through time? How does he do that in the show, professor? Does he use something like a time turner?" He asked a few of the many questions he was having. "Professor Snape mentioned it last week... " Roy said, then quickly added in order to make it clearer. The time turner I mean." The idea of Snape talking about Muggle TV show made him chuckle a bit. It was like imagining his grandpa in a T-shirt. Oh, it could keep him laughing for days.

It put him on the eage of his chair when Ashton mentioned musical plays. Despite being a rock guitar-player, the fifth year Hufflepuff was quite fond of classical music. He had seen one or two musical skit when he was in Elementary.

"Sweet! I like those too. I memorised all The Phantom Of The Opera's song. The biggest play he had seen was Phantom of the Opera, for which he had to save all his money. Raynard had always teased him to this day because he came home crying over it. "Have you ever tried acting,professor?"

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[Ashton Scrivener]

"Travel through time? How does he do that in the show, professor? Does he use something like a time turner?" Ashton smiled at the eager boy’s questions. It was always a good thing for Ashton to hear wizard kids be so eager to learn about muggle things. Especially muggle things that Ashton grew up with, like Doctor Who. ”Professor Snape mentioned it last week… the timer turner, I mean.” Ashton let out a faint chuckle at almost the same time as Roy. Ashton thought it was rather humorous that Roy felt the need to clarify. After all, Ashton was fairly certain that Severus wouldn’t talk about Doctor Who to his classes… if he even knew what it was!

”As if Professor Snape would be caught dead watching a muggle television show,” Ashton laughed. ”No, the Doctor didn’t use a time turner. He traveled through time and space in a blue police box called the TARDIS. Well, it was really a space ship, but the device which made the ship blend into whatever place they were at broke, so it got stuck as a blue police box. The police box was bigger on the inside. All the Doctor had to do was go in the TARDIS, press some buttons and off he went.” Ashton wasn’t confident that this was the best explanation for Doctor Who. It could take forever for him to accurately describe Doctor Who like he would want to, but he had limited time as Roy would eventually need to do homework and Ashton would have to grade some exams.

”Sweet!” Roy exclaimed when Ashton mentioned musicals. ”I like those too. I memorized all The Phantom of the Opera’s songs. Have you ever tried acting, Professor?”

”I was part of an acting troupe called, ‘Those Weirdos Over There Productions.’ We mostly did improv shows, but we did a musical and a play every year. I was in it for eight years. I stopped when I got my doctorate. We actually did Phantom of the Opera in 1987. I was the auctioneer and Buquet. Though my favorite role that I ever played is a strong tie between King Seximus the Silent in Once Upon a Mattress, where I had to pantomime everything until the very end, and Thenardier in Les Miserables,” Ashton recalled. He loved those years in college. He almost chuckled as he remembered the one improve show where they had audience members write random lines. Each person in the scene got a bag with ten of them in it, and they had to randomly draw a line every so often. That ended very interestingly.