americanwizarding: enantiodromija: Highlands by TJ Drysdale on 500px Professor Mariame OdinsonSevent

americanwizarding:enantiodromija:Highlands by TJ Drysdale on 500pxProfessor Mariame OdinsonSeventh Headmistress of Black Gate Academy, Professor of History of Magic, Veteran of the Second Wizarding War, Rumored Ex-TempusmagaThey say she’s the granddaughter of Paul Bunyan.They say that not only was she the granddaughter of Paul Bunyan (that most famous giant of American legend, the Sharp-Eyed, the Wood-Walker, who was already striding the cold and frozen north long before the first wizard settlers began to venture out from the east coast, whose amity with wizards still defines giant-human relations in the U.S. today), but that when Paul’s whiskers were pure white and his dark eyes clouded with age, he called his favorite descendant to him. They say that he passed on to her an enchantment - an ax? a runestone? that hammer? - and made her heir to wild magics and unknowable ways that only those that have walked at midnight in the dark and untamed places in the world can know. They say she and Paul Bon Jean went out under the stars on Lake Michigan on a midsummer’s eve, and only she returned and would not say where the legend had gone.They say that on her mother’s side there lies no less a claim to the unknowable wild. They say her mother ran from the purge of halfbloods and muggle-borns that overcame Eastern Europe in the early 1900s. They say she brought the old ways of the North with her when she came, blood magic and rune reading and that strange, barely-explored branch of magic that pulls at the fabric of time and place itself. They say her mother wielded a wand like a prayer and charmed the beasts to her with a song. They say her mother was a siren and seductress and her daughter no less wicked. They say that maybe that mysterious weapon came from her, those marks on the neck runes from a far forgotten viking tongue - because they want some explanation for why instead of a plain, sensible wand like any proper witch, she carries at her side a massive silver mallet, a war hammer that sparkles and gleams and hums with power in a way that is really most off-putting. (What kind of a witch does magic with a weapon like that?)They say that after she graduated from Black Gate Academy, she worked for the Department of Secrecy and Obfuscation, which is true. They say she worked in a sub-department for the DSO that no longer exists, which is also true. They say she vanished for ten years entirely from the face of the earth and reappeared without any explanation, looking older than her years should have allowed, accompanied by a massive sea serpent (who she fondly calls Charlie and others have heard her name Charlemagne in annoyance and why that is an appropriate name for a beast one will never know) who never again left her side. They say she has never revealed where she was. They say she was not anywhere. They say she doesn’t need a time-turner to make the sands of time sift at her command. They say when she returned to Black Gate the stones of the islands themselves groaned beneath her feet in welcome.They say she is seven feet tall, which is false - she is actually two inches taller than that. They say she has hair the color of sunrise on autumn wheat and eyes the shade of the steely waters of Lake Superior before a squall. They say that giant blood runs hot in her, a half-breed half-blood monster, masquerading under a witch’s face. They say she speaks to beasts and birds and still walks out alone under the evening sky and finds out paths that no one else has tread. They say she is lovely, which is a matter of perspective. They say she is dangerous, which hard to deny.They say that she is the best headmistress Black Gate Academy has had in two generations. That is a matter of opinion. But you will never hear any of her students say otherwise. -- source link
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