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carewyncromwell · 2 years

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“Double, double, toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble! Double, double, toil and trouble... Something wicked this way comes!”

~“Double Trouble (Epic Version)” by L'Orchestra Cinematique

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Haha...bet a lot of you are going, “Is this that one Spiderman meme times two or something?” (I know @dat-silvers-girl thought of it, when I shared this idea with her!!)

And in a way, yes! This picture is modeled off of the “Impersonating Rakepick” chapter in Hogwarts Mystery, specifically Y6Ch35: Infiltrating R!

Though in Carewyn’s canon, the whole affair goes down a liiiiiittle bit differently... (I must thank @missnight0wl for inspiring me with the idea of there being a “fake!Jacob” in the first place. This event is also referenced in passing at the very beginning of the still unfinished, grah Good!Rakepick AU!)

In Carewyn’s canon, the Circle of Khanna is formed by five ringleaders -- Ben Copper, Merula Snyde, Charlie and Bill Weasley, and of course Carewyn herself -- and Carewyn is naturally considered the leader even among the other ringleaders. Like in the game, they quickly come together to build their own teams so as to find a way to take down R, but unlike in the game, they actually end up having more success. Their “stealth” unit -- made up of Tonks, Andre, Jae, Tulip, Fred, and George -- gathered some intelligence about R’s movements in Knockturn Alley, learning that at least one of their less willing members was someone from the Burke family and thus several of R’s meetings took place in the shop Borgin and Burkes. Tonks even accidentally collided with Rakepick once or twice -- although she dearly wanted to take her down right then and there, she kept her head. Changing herself to look like a Dark Witch that she’d often seen in Knockturn Alley previously, Tonks purposefully picked a fight with Rakepick so she could yank out some of her hair “in the confrontation” and make it seem natural. Then Andre’s style talents and Penny’s potionmaking became useful -- for it was decided that to get proper intelligence on R, Carewyn would impersonate Rakepick at one of their meetings and use her Legilimency to tap the brains of the members around her. And considering that Rakepick seemed to pop up in Knockturn Alley rather infrequently and that R’s members generally wore dark scarlet robes to hide their faces while meeting all together so as to make it impossible for anyone to know all of their members’ identities, Carewyn could use Rakepick’s identity and voice to avoid suspicion with anyone who might see her face under her hood, but it would still probably take at least a little while for R to figure out there were two Rakepicks. And if Tonks remained in disguise and Jae remained under the Invisibility Cloak, they could serve as back-up in case Carewyn needed help getting away.

As fate would have it, Carewyn didn’t sense Rakepick at R’s meeting -- all of the minds she found among the other red-robed subordinates around her were pretty open, lacking any Occlumency training whatsoever, and Rakepick’s Occlumency was always very strong. She could sense a lot of fear among the group’s members -- memories of people being subjected to the Unforgivable Curses, and of a pair of piercing, cold, almond-shaped blue eyes under a red hood trimmed with black. There were more conniving minds present, however. One hooded figure in particular, Carewyn realized with a chill down her spine, was the White-Robed Wizard she’d met at the Lakeshore, whose mind held rather violent images of himself standing over an older man dressed in black-trimmed R robes dead and bleeding on the ground, as well as great satisfaction at the image.

Clearly R’s kept together mostly out of fear and self-advancement, not sincere loyalty to its leaders, Carewyn thought to herself.

There was also another image that kept popping up over and over in the minds of R’s members -- a key made out of coral -- to the point that it seemed very important.

Remembering a certain incident in Filch’s office back in fourth year, Carewyn set about trying to locate this key, and soon enough figured out that it was locked up in one of Burke’s drawers, behind the counter. She tipped off Jae, who got to work breaking open the drawer while still under the Invisibility Cloak. It was around that time that R’s Leader arrived -- a moderately tall man whose robes, sure enough, were trimmed with black. He looked around at the assembled hoods, and at once Carewyn got a very bad feeling. She couldn’t sense anything from this man’s mind -- he was clearly a very strong Occlumens. And yet there was more than that -- when his eyes brushed over her face, Carewyn felt something scratching at the outside of her mind...something wanting to get in...

Adjusting the fit of the red robes Andre had made -- dueling the Hungarian Horntail in the Portrait Vault --

Her eyes widening, Carewyn immediately broke eye contact and threw up her best mental wall to fend off the advance.

The man had Legilimency. Very strong Legilimency, the likes of which Carewyn had never encountered before. Even Dumbledore, who was able to read people very well, wasn’t quite so flippant in how he did so -- he still had some restraint, in how he tried to read people...probably because like Carewyn, he understood that it was an invasion of privacy and personal boundaries. And yet even Dumbledore and Snape needed to look someone directly in the eye, in order to look into their mind -- this man’s Legilimency was so strong he could sense her thoughts even when he only was vaguely facing her.

The knowledge chilled Carewyn.

He saw into her mind, she knew it...but had it been enough, for him to know she wasn’t who she was pretending to be? Thinking back on it, Carewyn thought...none of the memories he saw featured anything Rakepick couldn’t have seen herself. She’d also been to the Portrait Vault and seen the Horntail...and it wasn’t improbable for Rakepick to adjust her robes to fit better either...

It looked like Carewyn had truly dodged a bullet, for sure enough, the Leader didn’t make any move as if to capture her. Instead, he merely climbed up onto the staircase at the back of the room and started the meeting. He spoke with an almost grandfatherly affect, in how he glanced around down upon the others and smiled...and yet it felt like the warmth was only skin-deep, somehow. He spoke of R’s successful infiltration of the Ministry, which had leaked false leads to the Auror Department leading them off of R’s trail. He spoke of their successful infiltration of the Department of Mysteries, which gave them leverage over the Minister himself. And he spoke of R’s success in finally locating the second Coral Key needed to unlock the final Cursed Vault, thanks to Patricia Rakepick’s efforts. It was here that he requested Rakepick step forward, so she could be recognized for her efforts -- something Carewynn was reluctant to do -- but with the Leader looking directly at her, she knew she had no choice. Without taking her hood off, she stepped forward, trying to keep her Occlumency up as best as she could, even as the Leader focused solely on her.

Hogwarts -- her Voldemort boggart, back in the Fear Vault -- learning how to Broom Surf with Orion --

No. Detach. Detach.

Carewyn knew she was in trouble. She knew her cover would get blown any moment -- all she could hope for was that she could hold on long enough for Jae to get the Key out of Burke’s desk --

The Leader once again, however, didn’t move as if to capture her...and this time, Carewyn thought she knew exactly why. He wanted into her mind. He wanted to break through her mental shield and get in. Was he trying to figure out who she was before he exposed her? The thought made fear trail down Carewyn’s neck like cold sweat.

At that moment, two more red-robed figures arrived. As soon as the Leader caught sight of them, he spoke in a slightly louder, oddly pointed tone of voice.

"Back from Hogwarts already, Jacob, my boy?”

Carewyn couldn’t hide the shock, disbelief, and horror from her face as the two arrivals stepped forward. The shorter of the two, after the slightest hesitation, slowly reached up with both hands and brought down his hood.

Underneath was a short, stocky young man with long, messy black-brown curls and a pair of skull-like, almond-shaped blue eyes.

It was Jacob.

“I couldn’t make contact,” Jacob said in a low, almost sullen kind of voice.

“‘Couldn’t’ or ‘wouldn’t?’” said the Leader dryly. “Don’t think I’m unaware of how much you resent your responsibility to me.”

Jacob’s eyes flashed. “I did everything I could! She wasn’t in class today, and yet there was no sign of her in the halls or on the grounds either! I even sneaked into her dormroom, hoping to lure her out with a black quill, but she wasn’t there either...”

Carewyn’s mind was racing, unable to comprehend what she was hearing. Jacob was --

No. No, it wasn’t true. It wasn’t true!

As upset as Jacob looked, though, the Leader’s voice came out oddly smug.

“Of course she wasn’t,” he said very softly. “Because she’s right here.”

In an instant, he’d raised his wand, and with a blast of non-verbal magic, he’d yanked Carewyn’s dark red robe right off of her, summoning it right into his waiting hand.

Carewyn was shocked by the abrupt reveal, but immediately tried to compose herself.

“What? What is the meaning of this?” she barked in a very good imitation of Rakepick.

The Leader gave a very low, rumbling laugh in the back of his throat -- like dark chocolate infused with pure, scalding ice.

“Polyjuice Potion,” he said, sounding incredibly amused. “So as to go undercover as Patricia and infiltrate our meeting. Very clever, Carewyn, my dear -- very clever.”

Jacob’s eyes widened in shock. “Carewyn...?”

“Not exactly the reunion we’d anticipated, Jacob,” the Leader said rather smugly, “but at least now, we can settle this...”

The other red-robed figure next to Jacob took off her own dark red cloak, shrugging it to the floor.

It was the real Rakepick.

Knowing her cover was now completely blown, Carewyn whipped out her wand, preparing to defend herself. All of R’s members around her had likewise taken out their wands and were all pointing them at her. One of those such members, Carewyn saw at once, was Tonks, who looked at her anxiously under her cloak.

Don’t attack yet, Carewyn prayed beyond reason Tonks would understand. Not yet.

It was clearly the right call. Rather than take out his own wand or give the order to attack, the Leader merely held up a hand.

“Now, now, my friends,” he said very coolly, “is that any way to treat our guest, after how much work she put in to join us? This is what we wanted, isn’t it, Jacob?”

Jacob’s eyes narrowed tensely upon the Leader’s face.

“...No...” he whispered.

Carewyn whirled on Jacob. “Jacob...why...?”

Jacob turned to her, looking urgent. “Pip, listen to me -- ”

“You joined them?!” Carewyn shouted at him.

“I had no choice!” said Jacob. “They would’ve hurt you if I didn’t -- ”

“Jacob, they killed Rowan! They killed Duncan!”

“Now, Carewyn,” said the Leader rather coolly, “let’s not be hasty. Rowan Khanna died by recklessly jumping in the way of Patricia’s Killing Curse -- that was hardly something we’d planned. And Duncan Ashe died brewing a stronger variant of the Erumpent Potion...his own incompetence is more at fault for that than anything...”

Carewyn’s eyes flashed with rage.

“Duncan wasn’t incompetent,” she spat venomously. “He was trying to protect my brother from you -- just like Rowan was trying to protect Ben, when you targeted him to try to scare me into line -- ”

“Pip.”

Jacob clutched onto Carewyn’s shoulder, trying to pull her closer toward him and away from the Leader. The gesture made Carewyn quiet at once, and she looked back at Jacob, her blue eyes still rippling with confusion and anxiety.

“Protective of your sister as always, Jacob,” the Leader said softly. Carewyn could just barely see a wrinkled smile, under the man’s hood. “I daresay that’s why you never told her of your true allegiance? You thought to keep your little sister away from me -- to keep her ignorant of R and of our intentions for her? Or...was it out of shame, perhaps -- shame that you’ve never been able to shield her from the knowledge of who you truly are?”

“SHUT UP!” Jacob lashed out.

He whirled on Carewyn, his eyebrows furrowing with anxiety. Carewyn stared into his eyes, trying to understand. Was this true? Had Jacob truly joined R, in a misguided attempt to protect her...?

Jacob’s eyes...they were impossible to read...

“Pip,” he whispered, “I’m sorry -- I couldn’t get you involved in this, please believe me...”

Carewyn’s eyes narrowed. “So you ran off and dealt with this by yourself? Even though you know that hasn’t helped either of us?”

We talked about this at the Lakeshore -- I thought you’d realized how wrong we were, to try to shut other people out --

“I knew if I told you, you’d try to help me,” Jacob said desperately.

“And that’s wrong of me?”

“No! But...”

Jacob bit his lip in a way Carewyn had never seen him do before.

“...Once you have R’s mark...they always know where you are,” he said softly. “There’s no running, no hiding -- no safety at all, for you or for the people around you. There’s no escape...ever.”

His expression grew visibly grimmer.

“...You can’t save me...but I thought at least this way, I could save you.”

Carewyn’s eyebrows furrowed. “Jacob -- ”

“We’re family, Carewyn,” Jacob said in a very soft, but fierce voice. “I love you too much to let anything happen to you.”

Carewyn stared at him, her eyes searching his expression.

It was...so closed...so strangely closed. She knew Jacob had the same Legilimency potential that she did, and she knew that he’d likewise studied Occlumency as she had...but she’d never encountered such a strong wall behind his eyes...

“Very touching, Jacob,” the Leader said coolly. “But we’re wasting time.”

He raised his wand -- a long, slender wand made of cedar wood with black opals encrusted into the handle -- and pointed it right at Jacob’s face. In an instant, Jacob crumpled up on the ground, crying out and gasping in pain as he clutched his face.

“Jacob!”

Carewyn immediately crouched down and grabbed her brother’s shoulders as he bent in on himself. Something bright red was shining through his fingers -- almost as if his face was on fire.

“Your brother belongs to R, Carewyn Cromwell -- and therefore, to me,” the Leader said pitilessly. “His membership is for life, however much he might try to fight it. And so you see why it’s pointless, to try to oppose us. Since he’s been expelled from Hogwarts, Jacob is meant to never cast magic again -- meaning that every time he so much as levitates a feather, he adds to his list of offences. This makes your brother a criminal...just as much as we are.”

“Jacob is nothing like you,” spat Carewyn.

The Leader raised his wand that bit higher, and Jacob crumpled up that bit more, gasping in pain. Carewyn brought up her wand to Jacob’s face, trying to access the wound even while Jacob’s hand still covered it.

“Vulnera Sanenteur -- ”

But the light couldn’t seem to make it through. Something almost confused rippled through Jacob’s expression -- then he very quickly put on a grimmer expression.

“...Healing spells won’t work,” he murmured. “Only another person with R’s mark could make the pain stop...if they were willing to take that pain on themselves.”

Carewyn went a bit paler as she looked around at the other members of R. Their fear, self-preservation, and selfish ambition rippled around her in a formless mass -- even Tonks, hiding amongst them, peeked around as if hoping beyond reason that someone would speak up...but no one did.

None of them would take on the pain meant for Jacob. No one, in this whole organization, could look at a man barely 18 and move as if to help him...

“No one cares about your brother enough to protect him from me, Carewyn,” said the Leader softly, “except you.”

Carewyn’s head shot up abruptly as she stared at him. Immediately the man’s mind sunk its claws onto hers, making images come flooding in -- dozens of people, cowering before him -- a man getting his neck snapped with magic -- a house on fire -- Patricia Rakepick herself, with a claw-like hand around her neck --

“There is but one way to protect your brother. And you know what it is.”

The images became more fantastical and surreal -- imaginings, rather than memories. Carewyn saw herself, kneeling before the Leader -- wearing a dark red hood of her own, casting spells at faceless strangers -- sitting at a long table in a cold, grand, dungeon-like manor, surrounded by other people with similarly blue eyes --

“Submit to me -- and you’ll be with your family again.”

The cold claws in her mind made Carewyn feel nauseous.

Stop -- stop!

Blinking through the images as best she could, Carewyn tried to find Jacob, in the real world. She latched onto his eyes, trying to use them and his mind like an anchor.

Jacob -- help me --

But he wouldn’t let her in. She couldn’t get a good grip on his mind -- like he was still blocking her --

Why? Why was he blocking her?

The thought was a troublesome fly in her mind.

Something was wrong. Something wasn’t right --

“Jacob,” said Carewyn -- her voice came out as an odd rasp. “Recite my poem.”

Jacob frowned deeply. “What?”

“My poem,” Carewyn said again, her voice raspier and more urgent than ever. “Recite it.”

Jacob’s eyes narrowed more sharply, looking even more confused than ever. “What are you -- Pip, I...I don’t think now’s the best time -- ”

“I need to hear my poem, Jacob,” Carewyn said more emphatically. A strange flame had flickered to life inside of her. “Now.”

Jacob’s face had gone very white as he stared at Carewyn, struggling to come up with a response. His eyes darted from the Leader to Carewyn and back.

“...Pip -- ”

Carewyn didn’t even hesitate. In an instant, she’d lunged back up onto her feet and raised her wand.

“DEPULSO!”

In an instant, she’d blasted Jacob all the way across the room. Jacob was slammed back-first into the wall with force, a strangled groan of pain falling from his lips as he crumpled to the floor.

“Carewyn!” he choked, disbelieving. “What are you -- !?”

“Polyjuice Potion,” Carewyn spat the Leader’s words from earlier right back at him. “So as to go undercover as Jacob and try to force me to join you.”

She turned toward the Leader, her eyes flaring with loathing.

“Very,” she hissed, “clever.”

The Leader’s posture straightened that bit more, losing all of its relaxed coolness.

“Seize her,” the order came out very softly and coldly.

At once, all of R’s members came descending down on Carewyn. Fortunately she was not alone -- both Tonks and Jae came to her aid, Tonks still in disguise and Jae still under the Invisibility Cloak. Once Jae had tucked the Coral Key securely into the deep pocket of Carewyn’s "Fakepick” robes, he ran on ahead to prepare their escape, while Tonks worked to ward people away from the doorway, so as to create an exit for herself and Carewyn. What ended up helping out a lot, though, was a loud CRACK outside Borgin and Burkes and then a violent confrontation with the R members meant to stand guard out front. That confrontation ended with a familiar young man with dark curls, skull-like almond-shaped blue eyes, and red dress robes over a collared shirt and pants tucked into boots charging into the shop.

When the real Jacob Cromwell burst into Borgin and Burkes and his eyes swerved around, taking in the faces of everyone he could see, he stopped immediately when he took in the person who looked like Rakepick in the center of the room. For immediately, his mind had latched onto the most familiar presence in the room -- the memories and feelings he’d been able to grab onto even while trapped in a Portrait --

“Is all right with the world, Pippa?”

Carewyn felt it at once too and knew.

“Jacob!” she cried in relief.

His heart leaping into his throat, Jacob immediately barreled in front of Carewyn still disguised as Rakepick, knocking one wizard off his feet just with the strength of his shove and then transfiguring another one’s robes so that it wrapped around him like a possessed sheet, trapping him inside of it.

“Pip -- is that you?” Jacob choked, hardly daring to believe his eyes.

“You used to say I was a long-lost kelpie because I salted all my food,” Carewyn said without skipping a beat.

Jacob gaped. “Jeepers creepers, Pip! Of all the people -- ?!”

“Protego!” Carewyn cast a Shield Charm around both of them. “Now recite my poem!”

Jacob blinked, but otherwise did what he was told. “‘The year’s at the spring; the day’s at the morn -- ?’”

“That’ll do!” said Carewyn, inwardly sighing in relief as she nonverbally Stunned another wizard before he could raise his wand and attack Jacob. “Come on -- we’ve got to get out of here -- ”

With Tonks and Jae’s help, the two Cromwells were able to bust their way back out. When they reached the street, however, they found themselves confronted by the real Rakepick. Jacob immediately stepped in front of Carewyn, prepared to protect her, only to be faced himself with his own doppelganger.

“Don’t make us hurt you, Jacob,” said the fake Jacob, his voice oddly soft and cold despite the fire in his eyes. “It would upset both me and little Winnie, to see you bleed.”

Jacob’s eyes widened in realization, before they narrowed to volatile slits. “You!”

He shot a non-verbal curse at him, only for Rakepick to summon a Shield Charm around the fake Jacob to block it. She then shot several more bursts of light into the air, which created a strange, yellowish-white dome around the whole of Knockturn Alley.

“That is an Anti-Apparition Shield, Miss Cromwell!” said Rakepick, her dark blue eyes boring into Carewyn. “It prevents any witch or wizard from Apparating in or Disapparating out. There is no escape for you or Jacob from this place.”

Within seconds, Rakepick had attacked again, forcing Carewyn and Jacob to fight back. Soon Jacob, Carewyn, Rakepick, and the fake Jacob were locked in a slightly ridiculous-looking, but incredibly dangerous four-way duel. Fortunately Tonks soon came to help them, and when the still-invisible Jae caught up with them, he revealed that he had a way out.

“We can’t risk using the Three Broomstick’s fireplace to Floo out of here, with R chasing right behind us,” Jae hissed in Carewyn’s ear, “but they can’t follow us if we Apparate right into Hogwarts itself, can they?”

Carewyn shot a startled look over her shoulder toward where she knew Jae was, even if she couldn’t see him. “Jae, you can’t Apparate on Hogwarts grounds! Even if we could, the Anti-Apparition Shield Rakepick cast would stop us from Disapparating anywhere!”

“Stop us from Disapparating, maybe,” Jae said smugly. “But those sorts of charms only work on witches and wizards -- they don’t work on other magic users...”

CRACK.

In an instant, a cranky-looking, pudgy old house elf had appeared out of nowhere, right into the center of Knockturn Alley.

Carewyn’s eyes lit up.

“Pitts!”

Pitts’s wrinkled, cranky face creased in something like exasperation as he looked up at Carewyn disguised as Rakepick. “Carewyn Cromwell has gotten herself into trouble again, I see.”

Rakepick seemed to have immediately caught on to Jae’s idea -- her eyes widening, she raised her wand and shot a blast of white light right at them, but Pitts blocked her spell with an irritable little flick of his wrist.

“Professor Dumbledore told Pitts to keep Carewyn Cromwell out of trouble,” the elf growled.

His black eyes boring into Rakepick with great dislike, he sank his little grubby hand onto the fabric of Carewyn’s “Fakepick” robes.

“Hold onto your brother,” Pitts grunted.

Carewyn immediately grabbed onto the back of Jacob’s robes -- Rakepick and the fake Jacob shot several more spells at them, and she summoned another Shield Charm to protect them from the blasts -- just as the spells collided with Carewyn’s Shield, the group all seemed to twist and contort and shrink, before they’d all disappeared into thin air with a loud CRACK.

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #my writing #my art #carewyn cromwell #jacob cromwell #patricia rakepick #blaise cromwell #charles cromwell #pitts #jae kim #nymphadora tonks

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callmederok · 2 years

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i’m replaying HPHM from zero

This fact alone proves my masochism

but what Jam City did bad isn’t the story(i mean they did, since the first half of year 5, the main plot went downhill, and now it’s a bloody abyss filled with disappointment) in this case at least.

Premise: I blame all of this on JC’s writing(that i won’t comment, because even the most horrible, tainting, shaming insult would still be a huge compliment for JC’s writing)

In this case, I mean Dumbledore:

Yep, my top3 Harry Potter character(top1 Ron top2 Nigel bc memes, if you’re italian you’ll understand, say hi to Trono del Muori XD)

Recently(2 days ago, lol) a new main story update came out and something sparked in my mind, (more like it got highlighted but still): How emotionally useless Dumbledore is.

I explain: What i mean by “emotionally useless“?

When the words of comfort or encouraging or any argument that should help you go through your pain, grief, sadness. Sounds a bit weird i agree, but it’s the whole point of Dumbledore in HPHM: he has a rough past(Ariana, Kendra, Grindelwald, and everything in between) similar to canon MC(Father left around when they were 4 years old, Jacob disappeared soon after that, MC is left with their mother, and SO FAR we don’t know if she got married again or how she managed to raise 2 kids, passionate and hyperactive like Jacob and MC), and yet in several of the dialogues between Albus and MC, Albus seems unable to relate to MC, and because of that, he fails to either help him or stop him.

Some of you may say that Dumbledore is “secretly” approving, but based on the recent chapter and his words during it...I really doubt it.

Ultimately, Dumbledore wants MC to stop to dealing with the vaults, with R and every possible drama related to both of them, otherwise Expulsion from Hogwarts. But how many times Dumbledore send MC into obvious troubles?

The “Let’s find Remus Lupin“ is literally Dumbledore sending MC to face a werewolf, knowingly that Remus may not have a wolfsbane with him, ultimately MC fights a werewolf, but isn’t Remus but Penny’s muggle best friend Scarlet.

Or what about the Godric’s Sword SQ, where Dumbledore asks MC to retrieve Merula and if MC fails, NO Halloween Party for everyone (basically blackmailing MC)

Both SQs made me question ”Why MC?“ I mean aside the fact that MC is the MC of the story (XD) why would Dumbledore out MC in these situations? Out of trust? He trusts the same kid that he kept telling them “Stay away from the vaults“ and said kid blatantly ignored him? You trust a liar?! Who in their right mind would do that!?(aside, Dumbledore...i guess)

Then in the main story we have Dumbledore only speaking but never acting upon his “threats“, the only time he wasn’t in the great hall giving speeches or in his office...giving enigmatic speeches, it’s in fourth year when he is in the forbidden forest, right after MC broke the third curse(sleepwalking) and he punishes MC for disobeying.

On one side i understand why he is punishing MC(bc MC didn’t comply to his “orders“) but on the other he does nothing to grasp why MC is doing that, despite his past(related to Ariana’s death): MC wants to save Jacob: this is a fact, no need for proofs aside the game itself.

And yet Dumbledore completely ignores MC’s attempts to explain or brushes them off with “Let the teachers do their job“...but this is the only time when Dumbledore actually does something other than...being in the great hall or his office, and even then, he doesn’t do much, the threat of the sleepwalking curse is over, Dumbledore is just there complaining of MC’s behavior...but again, without really taking over MC who is busy saving Hogwarts.

MC ultimately saves Hogwarts over and over, but the reason is that MC is succeeding where adults of decades of experience failed multiple times(i remember a few lines about it, and i’m replaying the game because i want to take a screenshot of it).

That’s what i mean with “emotionally useless“, something that not only doesn’t help someone, but is also detrimental to their emotional health. Dumbledore’s speeches don’t help MC, they fuel MC’s determination instead because Dumbledore’s overall uselessness as a character/person, he is someone that it’s supposed to be kind, selfless, a bit shady(bc his secret plans) but rarely acts and even more rarely he acts WHEN it matters.

I conclude by saying that i hate how JamCity treated Dumbledore, i mean in the fifth book, Dumbledore has this fantastic and wholesome speech with a furious Harry(bc Sirius just died, and he learned about the prophecy), in that instance Dumbledore looks weak and tired but also extremely human, something that maybe happens twice in HPHM, one of those times during a SQ(a Christmas one...which isn’t a compliment...it’s just sad)

I’m...just disappointed...

#jam city sucks #HPHM #HPHM dumbledore #albus percival wulfric brian dumbledore #MC hphm #HPHM MC #HPHM rant

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josephsen72field · 2 years

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The most common trunks of the period have been spherical, which weren’t ideal for toting and storing. In 1858, Vuitton debuted his light-weight, handcrafted canvas trunks, which have been sturdy, rugged and outfitted with handy compartments. When Louis Vuitton died in 1892, management of the luxurious home was handed onto his solely son, Georges Vuitton. As we all know handbags have turn out to be an essential accent in the fashion world, and are sometimes used as completion pieces for a woman’s wardrobe. They promote progress in the fashion business, and designers are together with handbags in their collections more often to increase revenue. And as we all know, when it involves style, ladies are at all times one step forward from one another. The traditional Palestinian black and white keffiyeh has been a symbol of Palestinian nationalism because the 1930s. 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On 15 January 2020, the corporate acquired the Sewelô diamond, which is the second-largest rough diamond ever present in history, from Lucara Diamond who mined it from their mine in Botswana. Buying a model new LV bag will cost you a pretty penny, but it's price the fee. Classics like their monogrammed canvas Papillon, Neverfull, Speedy, and Alma types all retail for around $1,500. During this 12 months, the LV building in Tokyo's Ginza district was opened, and the model collaborated with Bob Wilson for its Christmas home windows scenography. In 2003, Takashi Murakami, in collaboration with Marc Jacobs, masterminded the model new Monogram Multicolore canvas range of handbags and accessories. This vary included the monograms of the usual Monogram Canvas but in 33 completely different colors on either a white or black background. (The traditional canvas options gold monograms on a brown background.) 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By 1913, the Louis Vuitton Building opened on the Champs-Elysees. It was the most important travel-goods retailer on the earth at the time. Stores additionally opened in New York, Bombay, Washington, London, Alexandria, and Buenos Aires as World War I began. In 1997, Louis Vuitton made Marc Jacobs its Artistic Director. In March of the following year, he designed and launched the corporate's first "prêt-à-porter" line of clothes for men and women. Also on this yr products launched included the Monogram Vernis line, the LV scrapbooks, and the Louis Vuitton City Guide. Because of their good popularity, sellers aren't scared to belief WGACA with their very rare LV pieces. This means you can find both distinctive and traditional luggage right here. They all the time have LV handbags in inventory, so you realize you aren't wasting your time. phoenet.tw louis vuitton replica

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Structured sophistication, a Monogram or Damier canvas, the durability of Taiga or Vachetta leather—regadless of what you choose, your sense of style might be instantly recognizable anywhere on Earth. Wether you want a signature LV purse such because the Crossbody or a Louis Vuitton wallet. We have the Louis Vuitton Purse or accessories you want. wikipedia handbags The newest Supreme x Louis Vuitton trunk is the perfect mix of New York road fashion and French savoir faire. Louis Vuitton first partnered with Supreme in 2017 and dropped their collection in a few selected pop-up shops. LV was within the first place within the BrandZ's prime 10 most dear luxury manufacturers in 2019, with a value of $47.2 billion. On 15 January 2020, the corporate acquired the Sewelô diamond, which is the second-largest rough diamond ever present in history, from Lucara Diamond who mined it from their mine in Botswana. Buying a new LV bag will cost you a pretty penny, however it is price the price. Classics like their monogrammed canvas Papillon, Neverfull, Speedy, and Alma types all retail for round $1,500. In this same year, Georges travelled to the United States, where he toured cities corresponding to New York, Philadelphia, and Chicago, promoting Vuitton products. In 1901, the Louis Vuitton Company launched the Steamer Bag, a smaller piece of bags designed to be saved inside Vuitton luggage trunks. The discontinued Looping Bag is now a sought-after Louis Vuitton vintage piece. Released in 2002 for a relatively inexpensive $1,030, the Looping Bag now goes for roughly $600 to $2000 on resale sites like Farfetch, Rebag, and eBay. With an arched vachetta leather handle and the home's traditional monogram coated canvas, the Looped bag won't ever exit of style. Contemporary variations include the Soft Lockit Bag, designed with a softer Veau Cachemire leather with optionally available shoulder strap, making it extra light-weight and practical. The latest addition to the model's "House Icons" part, the Twist is a modern day-to-evening bag emblazoned with daring LV hardware. Outfitted with a short chain hand strap and a leather-based crossbody strap, the Twist is simply as versatile as it is trendy. This minimalist purse is made with signature Epi leather and is obtainable in dozens of colors and sizes. As with all sought-after luxurious items, although, essentially the most expedient route to getting your arms on a sold-out Louis Vuitton bag might be to buy from a third party and pay over retail. Jacobs launched the brand’s first-ever ready-to-wear collection and likewise launched collaborations with the likes of dressmaker Stephen Sprouse and artist Yayoi Kusama. While staying true to Louis Vuitton’s heritage, he reinvigorated the model for a youthful technology — and Virgil Abloh, the massively influential creative director of Louis Vuitton menswear since 2018, continues to appeal to this demographic. The traditional Palestinian black and white keffiyeh has been an emblem of Palestinian nationalism for the reason that Nineteen Thirties. The users on Twitter began tweeting memes that carried the infamous quote, "If I do not steal it, someone else will" by a repatriated Israeli citizen who recently went viral for making an attempt to illegally occupy a Palestinian's house. Another user accused Louis Vuitton for being politically impartial when it comes to Palestine and Israel, however they're "totally cool" with earning money off the keffiyeh. Now your Alma stands prepared to hold all of your 21st-century requirements. All merchandise featured on Vogue are independently selected by our editors. However, when you purchase something via our retail hyperlinks, we could earn an affiliate commission. Bagdujour.com is a trusted firm according to TrustPilot. They have a limited LV selection, but that's anticipated with a rental service. 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Gone have been the days of lugging around a heavy, cumbersome suitcase; this classic duffle bag was made to be lightweight, sturdy, and in a position to go at a moment’s discover. If there’s one fashion that Louis Vuitton is thought for, it’s no doubt the classic Speedy. Originally launched in 1930, these bags have been designed in response to the advances in public transportation. Closely packed crowds and lengthy commutes called for a bag that was compact and lightweight, yet large sufficient to carry all necessities. From there, Louis Vuitton continued to increase and, eventually, reinvent the women’s purse, prizing comfort and compact fashion in his designs. https://calsmedia.nl/blog/post/get-the-best-louis-vuitton-replica-bags But what actually sets this bag aside is its namesake padlock and key function, which turned a quick favorite of the elite. Yet another highly sought-after piece, the Pochette Accessoires bag has regained plenty of popularity thanks to the comeback of basic 90s-inspired styles. One of the most recent of Louis Vuitton’s traditional baggage is the Pochette Metis crossbody bag. Released in 2012, this bag turned a success in 2014 because of its popularity with celebrities, bloggers, and Instagram influencers. Audrey Hepburn and Sarah Jessica Parker are two celebrities who have been recognized to use a Speedy bag. My SA told me that the Monogram will be less produced. You can already see the re-sale advertising has all kinds of LV monogram going up in price. I’m looking on the Pochette Metis and it’s not grabbing me in its current size.

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