| potterstinks @ 2003-07-18 23:19:00 |
| Current mood: | enraged |
Today's been dreadfully busy, what with the matter of acquiring my Apparation Licence and all. Since I'd already passed my theory exam with flying colours, I certainly wasn't concerned that failure was an option for the actual final exam. My Father, of course, was at the Ministry all day, so Millicent accompanied me on the Floo Network to Shropshire to go for my licence. The Floo Network was rather busy today, and we got bounced out into the Harringtons' fireplace due to a hold up at Stopton-on-the-Hill. Evidently there was a funeral of some old woman that half of Gloucestershire was attending, so we had to wait. Fortunately, Father knows the Harringtons, so it wasn't as awkward as it could have been. Eventually we made it to Shropshire to the Apparation Office of the Wizarding Examinations Authority. Father'd told me to say hello to Griselda Marchbanks if she was there, but as the head of the Wizarding Examinations Authority she's naturally too busy to spend too much time in individual offices.
That old Elstead Tofty was in charge of the place, and of course he remembered me from my O.W.L.s, so we got on rather well. I also noticed that Granger was on her way out, by herself of course, but Tofty wouldn't tell me what happened with her exam.
In any case, Tofty turned out to be the instructor for my actual exam, so I left Millicent with the bowl of chicken she'd stolen from the Harringtons. First I had to Apparate back and forth in a fully mirrored room, to show my abilities, I suppose. Tofty told me a lot of wizards fail on that portion of the exam, as they're intimidated by the mirrors. I suppose if one was horrified at their own reflection, that would be a problem, so I can see why a lot of people would have trouble with it. He also had me Apparate into a broom cupboard, to test my ability to Apparate into a small space, and then he said I shouldn't have knocked over one of the brooms. How am I supposed to know where the brooms are if I've never been in the cupboard before?
Eventually he had me Apparate into that odd wizarding town in Coventry, though I can't be bothered to remember the name, and I've no idea how he got there before me. As far as exams go, it was rather straightforward. Apparating into the dark, Apparating into large public places, things like that. He had me go from Ogdred-upon-Weary to Diagon Alley to test distances, and into Surrey to see how I'd deal with avoiding Muggles, which was a bit of an ordeal as I was thrown by the abomination that is Muggle clothing, and eventually I had to go over to Ireland so Tofty could see how I was with crossing large bodies of water. By the time I got back to Shropshire I was rather exhausted, and as I discovered, the instructors at the Apparation Office only examine two wizards a day as the trip would be far too tiring for them. All told it took nearly three hours, and when I finally returned to Millicent she'd grown surly and irate.
Naturally I passed, though Millicent nearly beat me bloody when I said I was going to Apparate back to the Manor rather than Flooing. So of course I had to Floo with her, and by the time we got back to the Manor it was nearly dark out.
It's been terrible trouble having to deal with Millicent when walking through the Manor for the rest of the evening, as every time I Apparate somewhere I've got to wait for her to catch up. Now I think I'll Apparate to the kitchens and get something to eat, and then I'll Apparate back to bed. Perhaps I'll Apparate from one side of the bed to the other just to annoy Millicent. It's such a burden being so advanced.
Comments:
| petitemillicent @ 2003-07-19 05:41 am UTC |
I get motion sickness.
If I vomit on you, that is why.
M. B.
| la_pensee @ 2003-07-20 04:25 am UTC |
Oh Draco! Congratulations on getting your license, although was there any doubt you would, darling? You and Millicent must come visit me as having my mother primarily for company is indeed not a good thing.
| potterstinks @ 2003-07-22 04:13 pm UTC |
Where is your father presently? I could send that Hera Peligroso witch over, or whatever her name is, though I suspect you'd be turned into Millicent.
I've just beaten Millicent ruthlessly at Hangman, in any case.