trans_9 | On your broomsticks! [OPEN]

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On your broomsticks! [OPEN]

Following the instructions given to him by crew members here and there, Cedric stepped through a green archway tucked on a corner of the fifth floor and entered a grey void. He closed his eyes, concentrating on the sort of place that would be perfect for a day of flying. He imagined a bright grassy plain, a large lake, and a forest off to the side. Vague memories turned into vivid images surrounding him, so thoroughly convincing that he really believed he'd been taken from the ship and placed on a field back on Earth. It was quite a convincing illusion
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All it needed now was the key piece: a group of brooms. He thought for a moment on which brooms to provide them with. Firebolts were the world standard, but he'd never known one well enough to be able to picture it accurately. The school brooms, Shooting Stars, were nice and safe for new riders but not quite reliable. In the end, he knew his own broom best: a sleek Nimbus 2001, gifted by his father. As long as he instructed the fliers to go slowly, they should be safe on those brooms.

Visitors would find Cedric side-mounted on a broom in his black and yellow Quidditch robes, gliding just slightly over the grass. As soon as he spotted them, he'd greet them enthusiastically and move to touch down. "Hi!"

((ooc: wide open for everyone to join in! We'll be doing some group exercises too, so thread around! Fly as a group when you're ready!))

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"Right. I'm glad I don't have to hide here, it'd be painful."

Cedric studied the ring, approving. "It'd be harder to lose. I like it. So...how far along are you in your studies?"

"Same. There's some things that just have to come out in a place like this," said Negi, shaking his head in amsement.

"Graduated, top of my class. I've been placed in Mahora Academy as a teacher." answered Negi, waiting for the surprise to settle in.

Cedric agreed, and then he...stared. How odd. Negi didn't look any older than a first or second year, and now he was a professor?

"Do you start your training at very young ages, or are you older than you appear to be?"

"Believe me, I'm only 10. Maybe 12 due to the time spent here and in training in specialized time-compressed areas." said Negi. "But I started school around five and then I did my best to graduate at an early age."

"That's incredible. Muggles begin their early education at that age, and we start to learn some basic things about both worlds, but we don't even begin our magical education until we turn eleven. I'm seventeen and I had one more year to go. You must be able to accomplish incredible things with such a head start."

How different did magic have to be in their world?

"Ah well, it's said that I'm a genius of hard work. I'm better off researching things than anything else," admitted Negi, rubbing his head. "I mean, I'm good at spells and combat, but designing spells is what I do best."

"You're a spellcrafter too? Wow. We could stand to learn a lot from your dedication. I enjoy some creativity with my own magic, but only the most advanced wizards dare trying to craft their own."

Whoa. Cedric was feeling quite humbled here. He settled back on the broom, itching to get some action in. "Are you a world-class flier too?"

Negi rubbed his head, a little embarrassed he said all of that but nodded at Cedric's offer. Unslinging his staff, he grinned. "I'm no slouch. Shall we?"

And he kicked off, hovering there with a grin on his face.

"We shall," Cedric agreed with a little smile. He hoped he'd be back in his element in the air. He mounted the old Nimbus 2001 and kicked off, eager to get going. Just to prove that he was serious, he conjured a pair of goggles and propped them on his head.

"I'll let you start the course, though I might regret it in a moment."

"All right, let's go then!" And kicking off, he shot off across the field.

Cedric was right behind him, perhaps swerving a little more impressively than he usually did. He pulled his goggles over his eyes, gearing up for one of his favourite tricks.

Yes, the loop! He loved twisting upside down, clinging for his life and not having a care in the world.

"How's it coming!"

"Pretty good!" Impressed by the loop, Negi, pushed up and assumed a surfing position, twisting into a barrel roll without losing grip while standing on it. "Have you tried that yet?"

Cedric eyed the position, working out how he'd go about this. Not bad...not bad at all. "No, but I'll give anything a go once!"

And he does, going through the motion two or three times until he gets it right. He's well-practised enough not to slip, luckily. "I focus on my agility more than showmanship---like this!"

He moved into a series of dizzying turns and dives, as if chasing an invisible object zooming across the field. He had to be ready to change direction at a moment's notice.

"That's really something! I've never seen someone do that before!" laughed Negi, chasing after him and settling back onto his staff to catch up to Cedric. "It's really amazing how well it works for you here as well!"

Cedric flipped around to face Negi again over the lake, breathless with excitement. "It's great, yeah! It'd be even better if I had it with me outside the Sensoriums."

But he wouldn't dwell on that problem. Instead he dipped lower, gliding over the lake. It was a great view.

"I could see about building one. It might take a while but I've done my research into broom-making," said Negi, catching up to him. "If you're interested of course."

That was a grand idea. "I've learned some of the theory of broom-making from my books, but it's been years since anyone on my world built their own. I might be able to help you," he thought, kicking off his shoes on the nearest bank and flying low enough to dip his toes in the lake. That was strangely fun.

"I just don't know how I could help you in return. You seem to have already mastered everything."

"Ah heh, I'm not actually a master of everything, just a couple of things. I'm sure with the right materials and the right spells and enchantments, we could get it to fly fairly easily. It'll just take some research. There's a lot of different spellbooks in the library. Generic ones, some from my own home, etcetra." answered Negi, skimming the water as well.

"You found spellbooks from your world?" Cedric was very interested. "I wonder if I have mine too. Our magic's not the same, of course, but we might have inspirations or similarities."

Excited at the prospect of having a usable broom again, Cedric looked up and kept asking questions. "What did you do after you graduated?"

"The media library has a lot of material. Sometimes it has television shows from different source worlds, but a lot of times it has generic material such as books, stories, and other research papers that were preserved." explained Negi. "I'm sure we can find some similarities."

"Ah, well I'm a teacher actually, a Professor at Mahora Academy in Japan. It's actually kind of like a mundane-magical school, as there's teachers of all kinds, both magical and non-magical." explained Negi. "I'm in charge of 3-A, a class in the girls school."

"I'm sure! I'll probably be sorting through every book I can find soon."

Cedric took that information in, less surprised than before but still impressed. "You teach them magic? Is it spells, or do you learn other tricks?"

"The librarian, Vivio Takamachi has a good organization of it going on. You can try asking her if I'm not about," replied Negi.

He chuckled at that. "Actually I'm officially their English Professor. But I do some magical combat training on the side."

"I will. And that's an interesting combination of subject matter. They're good duelists, then?"

He hadn't practiced dueling in a while, just preparation for the tournament. Playful challenges were marks of the old days.

"Ah, well, we're less duelists than we are high level combat mages and martial artists. Even then we've got a long way to go." admitted Negi.

"It's not like the Wizarding Dueling that I was shown by the Professor, because of the way fights are done up. But we do have tournaments for fighting in both the old world and the magic world."

"Martial arts too? You must be busy," Cedric remarked. "So you're well protected if your magic ever fails you. That's a good plan."

Come to think of it, he should probably learn as well. "Have you been teaching here at all? Are there even lessons? Not everyone's of age..."

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