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PostSubject: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Sun Mar 22, 2015 8:54 pm

Room for sky observations, about one and a half hours before the curfew. The beautiful evening sky and magnificent scenery could be seen through numerous windows of the room, and the ceiling was enchanted to show all the starts that were supposed to be seen at the moment, making it very useful for Astronomy studying and good for stargazing indoors.

The room was still empty.




OOC1: Oddmund is not in the room!

OOC2: This is the place for this meeting: http://livethemagic.forumotion.org/t3634-bulletin-board-norwegian-traditions-closed#29875
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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Mon Mar 23, 2015 4:18 am

It was Kathrine's love for learning that had drawn her attention to the notice that had been pinned up in one of the many hallways of Durmstrang. She usually would have walked straight past it, except that she was actually interested in hearing more about a different culture. Would it really be so different from her own? She supposed that either way she would be able to learn at least something.

There was also the fact that she may actually be able to meet some people. Not that socialising was on the top of priority list, but she presumed that it could make being away from home somewhat easier. Besides, having acquaintances could be useful, though a small part of her knew that she would also like to have actual friends.

So an hour and forty five minutes before curfew, she made her way up to the Northern Tower. It was not somewhere she had been before, but it was reasonably easy to find. As such she slipped into the room, and took in the many windows and the enchanted ceiling. It was a lovely view,  but there was plenty of time to look. Instead she turned to the door to the room and waited, admittedly a little impatiently, for someone to arrive.

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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Mon Mar 23, 2015 4:31 am

Someone had posted an article about a Norwegian Culture Club, which fit Ollie like a ring. He needed to learn more about the country and the people if he wanted to have a good year at Durmstrang. They were so different from him already! Therefore, Oliver wore a dark purple hoodie and a black beanie to cover him from the chilly weather that he was sure would be present in the Northern Tower. To Oliver, the Northern Tower was the same thing as the Astronomy Tower at Hogwarts. He wouldn't admit it, but it was pretty sketchy to host this club at such a late hour. "I mean, an hour and a half before curfew....do they want us to walk on our tiptoes back to our common rooms?" Oliver asked himself as he walked through the hallways of the much darker school. The apparent ban on Dark Arts classes had some students incredibly pissed. Not the dirty kind, but the emotional kind where they turned to possible anarchy just because their Dark Arts class had been cancelled. Oliver could understand the economical side of it, if they had already bought their class materials they would have to either resell them or give them away because they were useless now. However, he couldn't understand why anyone would even want to learn dark magic.

The world was too wonderful, in Oliver's eyes, to even require dark magic to be around. As he reached the last few steps, and finally stood in front of the entrance to the Tower, Oliver gasped in surprise. It was so...amazingly beautiful. Fake, but beautiful nonetheless. The Astronomy Tower had a real starry sky, the Northern Tower had a charmed ceiling to show the stars that were only a few wishes away from humans. It almost didn't seem fair, to hide such beauty behind lies, but Oliver had been so smitten by something else lately that he wasn't very sure what he considered beautiful in the first place. Stepping fully into the Tower, Oliver beamed up at the starry ceiling before focusing on the view outside the windows. Damn, it was all too unrealistic yet so...fairy-tale like. The night sky was wonderful, as always, it seemed to not change in terms of beauty no matter where Oliver was. And the stars, holy fuck the stars. He'd seen enough in the Astronomy Tower, but he'd soon forgotten how beautiful they really were. Opening up a window, Oliver let in the cool breeze from nature fill the room, and suddenly he felt less alone.

In fact, Oliver was too enchanted with the magic of the Northern Tower that he'd completely - and accidentally - ignored the people that had already arrived. Or rather, the girl that had already been there. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Oliver apologized, walking over to greet her. "I was too busy with the stars I completely forgot to look around." he admitted, grinning as he always did. "I'm Oliver Bennett. Are you here for the Culture meeting?" She was so young! And it made Oliver happy to see that there were young people interested in such things, which made him like this strange little girl before even really knowing her.

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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Mon Mar 23, 2015 5:00 am

Martha wasn't sure why she was coming here, but she supposed it couldn't hurt. After all, she was half Norwegian and ought to learn more about her new home. Mama came out of this place fine, so it couldn't be so bad. Well...Mama came out of this place damaged and Papa put her back together, so maybe it was as bad as it seemed. She shrugged and ambled into the room, finding only two others in it. One was a girl she didn't recognize, and the other was that Oliver kid she'd met earlier. At least there was one familiar face.
She shivered lightly in the night air, "Well lookie here," she drawled with a grin. "It's Ollie. How's the other transfer kid doin'?" Switching to Norwegian, she turned to the girl, "Hello! I'm Martha," she greeted as pleasantly as she could. The girl was young, and therefore still had potential, so Martha couldn't dismiss her just yet. Martha typically dismissed most students older than herself, but Oliver...well, he had potential still. And he was kind of cute.
"What exactly are we supposed to talk about at this thing?" she asked in Norwegian. "It's kind of odd that they're holding a Norwegian Culture meeting, in Norway."

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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Mon Mar 23, 2015 5:17 am

Sera wasn't quite sure why she was going to this meeting. She wasn't very fond of learning about her home's culture, especially since this is the only home she'd ever really known. Maybe it was the fact it was risky with being so close to curfew, that and she was pretty sure there was something deeper than what they said it was. A Norway Culture club right before curfew in the Northern Tower, where people rarely went? As if.

Having the suspicion of this not being what it's advertised as, and wanting to show that she wasn't afraid of being caught, she left her dorm and went up to the Northern Tower. She had on her pajamas but she also had on a nice long, fleece robe, since she knew that it'd be cold as Siberia up there. She wondered if anyone actually showed up. Most likely, if they did, they'd be transfers, because all the transfers seem so eager to learn Norwegian and learn about Norway in general.

She made sure her wand was secured in the waistband of her pants as she began the climb up the stairs, around here, anything could be a trap, and she'd be prepared. As she pushed the door open, she noticed there was a couple students there already. There was that fat kid that thought she was a spy last term, there was a girl, probably a first year, that she'd never met, Martha and some older boy that was most likely a transfer.

"Hi Martha." Sera waved in greeting. She hadn't talked much to the girl after that day in the shop, but Martha was the only person that she'd met that didn't hate her or shoot her down, so she'd greet her.

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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Mon Mar 23, 2015 7:45 am

He had still yet to get a greeting back from the young girl when Martha-Louise came in. He called her that in his mind, not to her face, because it was like calling Matthew "Matty" or Victoria "Vicky". Though she looked casual, Oliver thought the room suddenly became brighter. Or maybe it was just because the stars were shinning brighter than a few seconds ago. Yeah, that was most likely. Grinning a bit goofily, Oliver's cheeks were about to burst any second. "Hi!" And she was shivering, oh no! A little panicky, Oliver asked, "Are you cold? Do you want me to close the window?" Martha-Louise was not to get sick, because then she would miss classes and Oliver couldn't take her on adventures.

Running a hand nervously throguh his raven hair, Ollie muttered, "I've been alright. You?" She watched as Martha-Louise turned tot he girl and switched from English to Norwegian with ease, and Oliver couldn't help but be both, impressed and proud of her. Srill beaming, he was able to understand what Martha-Louise had asked, but he really hadn't thought about that so he simply shrugged and turned to the young girl, who must certainly know more about that than they would. Transfers. Then the door opened again and in came another girl. Was Durmstrang filled with them? Not that Oliver minded, women were a blessing, of course, but it would be nice to see some guys around in the meeting. The girl didn't greet him, but she apparently knew Martha-Louise, so Oliver gave her a smile before returning to the American girl.

"What exactly are we supposed to talk about at this thing?" she asked in Norwegian. "It's kind of odd that they're holding a Norwegian Culture meeting, in Norway."

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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Mon Mar 23, 2015 2:16 pm

Usually the girl wouldn't be going to something as stupid as a 'club for Norwegian culture'. Because they were in Norway, the idea was down right unusual and, probably the most important from all, she hated social gatherings. They were meaningless in her opinion - why do people have to talk with each other? She hated such stuff as much as small talk, really. Both useless. Both used by less smart people. There was a very small amount of gatherings that where worth it.

The reason that she was here was because of the person who was most likely hosting the club - Oddmund Hansen. A guy who wrote about magic pants, who thought that a girl was a spy and believed that Infiltration was about being a ninja. She had saw him put up the advertisement for this 'club'. So if he was the owner of this club, it most likely meant it wasn't even what it should be about. Obviously, Symona had to be sure that he will be doing something in the rank of the normal. And not one of his million crazy ideas.

So Symona waked up to the Northern Tower. She hadn't dressed up into something warm, mostly because she wasn't cold at the moment. All she had was a thin long - sleeved shirt and pants over it. And she was okay. Walking through the dark corridors of Durmstrang, she made her way to the tower, probably one of the more interesting places in the whole school. She had just entered when one girl began to wonder about why they were here. Symona rolled her eyes. "Wouldn't hold your hopes high for this - the guy who I believe made this probably is planning for something else. Hopefully not. But knowing him..." She shrugged and sat down next to the open window, gazing outside. She liked stars. And they also reminded her of Doctor Who, a pretty entertaining muggle television show Symona had grown to like during the summer.
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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Mon Mar 23, 2015 3:00 pm

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Martha couldn't help grinning as Oliver smiled. He was so adorable when he smiled like that. "No, thank you. I'm not cold, really." She was getting used to these chill temperatures, and her jacket managed to keep the worst of it at bay. Though a closed window would be welcome, it wasn't necessary, and Martha figured she ought to get more used to being perpetually cold.
She turned and waved at Serafina as the girl entered, "Hi, Sera!" Martha didn't know Sera all that well considering they'd only met briefly at that shop, but the girl was still young enough to have potential. Which meant it was in Martha's best interests to be civil, at least. "Better," she sighed when he asked how she was. Her depressing spells weren't lasting quite as long, theses days, but she still had a strong desire to be rid of her grandparents. Briefly, she wondered if Oliver knew of any poisons that could be safely hidden in wine, and almost asked. No, she wasn't sure how he'd take the question, so she wisely kept her mouth shut. Best to turn to conversation to more relevant topics. Like the strangeness of a culture meeting so close to curfew, but apparently it wasn't what it seemed. At least one person had an idea of what was going on.

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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Mon Mar 23, 2015 3:23 pm

Carmen heard that there was meeting about Norwegian Culture. She decided to check it out just for one time if she founds it interesting then she will go to other meetings too. So when it was 17th September and time was around one and half before curfew she walked towards the Northern Tower.

She was wearing her usual clothes, jeans, t-shirt, jacket, socks and sneakers. She barely did wear anything else in her free time. She soon reached to there. She walked up to the tower and when she was there she saw there few people, who she have also seen in classes too. She smiled to everyone.

"Hello," she said to them with a smile. She knew by names here only one person, who was Symona. She wasn't really sure what she should say or do now. Seemed like Oddmund wasn't here yet, she was sure that club was his idea for some reason.
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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Mon Mar 23, 2015 7:47 pm

Norwegian culture club? Freja was Swedish. She couldn't tell from the notice she saw what the purpose of the meeting was, exactly, but she decided to ignore the fact it was addressed to "brothers" and go along anyway. With any luck, it would be a meeting to help students from other parts of Scandinavia or further afield to learn about Norway in more detail to aid them in school life. She might meet like-minded foreigner friends there! If it was indeed what she hoped it would be. When she saw the notice, she had scribbled the information down on her hand so she'd remember to turn up and at the right time. It seemed quite late for a school club, she noted. She imagined it couldn't last very long since it was so close to curfew. It was a shame, because she was eager for this culture stuff: really, Durmstrang should have a real class for the same purpose.

When the time came, she set off from the common room, excited and a bit nervous that it wasn't the type of club she had imagined. But if you didn't take risks, you'd never achieve anything. And this was about the extent of the risks Freja would ever take. She felt quite bold and reckless. Maybe it was another sign that the sorting was right to put her in Breidablikk rather than Folkvang. As she skipped along the corridor, singing quietly to herself, she beamed and waved at every portrait she passed, however sullen and moody they looked. And most of them were very sullen and moody.

Although she'd never been to the Northern Tower before, she got there surprisingly quickly, not getting lost once. Maybe she was getting better at this navigation thing. There were quite a few people already there, but it was difficult to deduce things about the meeting simply from the people standing around, most of whom seemed to know each other. Who was supposed to be running the meeting? Was it one of those two older students? Probably - she doubted it was a younger person, when this meeting was such a cool and sophisticated idea. Feeling a little to shy to just approach someone, she smiled at the students who had actually noticed her come in.
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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Tue Mar 24, 2015 6:14 pm

Twenty seven, twenty eight. Oddmund was climbing up the Northern Tower stairs, cursing every step. Thirty four, thirty five. But it had to be this way, since it granted some filtration and protection: people most likely wouldn't walk such a long way upstairs for something they weren't really into. And, more importantly, most professors probably had something better to do than climbing endless spiral stairs up and down. Forty nine, fifty. The problem here was that Oddmund himself suffered the most from his own plan: his fatness was his bitterest enemy when it came to stairs. Tired, Oddmund stopped to catch a breath and leaned into the wall. The location of this meeting could potentially scare some other fat students inclined towards Dark Arts, but it was a reasonable price to pay for the absence of teachers and people who didn't really care.

Sixty two. With a sign, Oddmund continued his tiring and fat-unfriendly climbing. On the plus side, he could lose some kilos if these meeting became regular. The time wasn't picked at random as well. One and a half hours before the curfew. This implied that there was a chance of breaking some rules. Some people wouldn't come, some would act nervous or leave the gathering earlier. These people weren't reliable when the ban on Advanced Dark Arts was involved. If someone was afraid to break a curfew, they would be afraid to break a ministry regulation as well.

Finally, Oddmund made it to the room of sky observation. When he opened the door, he was surprised by the amount of people: seven students! Seven! And if Oddmund counts, eight. This was above Oddmund's expectations, and he was generally happy, especially considering that there were several students who looked much older. Maybe fifth years or so. Those two would probably be able to teach him something relatively cool, if they weren't exchange students (since they most likely didn't have Dark Arts at heir schools) and passed all his trust tests. There was a bit of bad news as well: the spy girl. Spies were the last people he wanted on his meetings, and this one was a good spy. The girl managed to trick Symona, one of the smartest students Oddmund knew, into thinking she was an ordinary student and not a saboteur, infiltrator, or anything like that. But Oddmund saw clear through her cleaver disguise, and he was about to try his best to misinform the girl about the true purpose of this meeting.

Both Symona and Carmen were here, Oddmund's housemates with whom he took Infiltration the last year. Symona and he also had some quite interesting adventures, so this girl had already earned his trust. Oddmund was quite lucky that both girls were not from Norway and, therefore, had a reason to come here. Having several familiar and friendly faces would probably make it easier for Oddmund to make a public speech. But before any big speeches, he needed to greet everyone and introduce himself. "Hi, wonderful people! I'm Hansen!" Oddmund said and, after a short pause, added a bit more quietly, "Oddmund Hansen."

At first Oddmund planned to not act like the boy behind the meeting for about five or ten minutes. He could get lots of information by just standing still and listening. People tended to be the most honest about something when managers, directors, and organizers were away. But the stairs took more time than Oddmund expected, and now he didn't have those five minutes of silence and observation. "As far as I can tell, all of you are interested in Norwegian culture. Since Durmstrang accepts students from many countries, most of you probably aren't familiar with national traditions that well," Oddmund started to talk, distinctly and loudly. "And as you are about to learn, Norway is a beautiful place, and Durmstrang is the center of its wizarding culture!"

"So, Norway. There is so much to tell! We have great Quidditch players, like Asgeir Knutsen and Olaf Andersen, great troll knowledge, and the best medicine," Oddmund explained proudly. His father was a healer, and Oddmund knew how good Norwegian medicine was. Norway was one of a few countries that dared to use dark magic to save people's lives. Most people wouldn't believe how good necromancy was when it dealt with terrible deceases and wounds that would be mortal otherwise. "But if you want to know about anything specific, I hope I am able to answer your questions. I'm quite good when it comes to Norwegian trivia."
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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Tue Mar 24, 2015 10:43 pm

Well there wasn't much that Freddie wanted to do at this Norwegian Culture meeting shit. Really, he had so much he wanted to do, but most of Folkvang had been talking about it that morning so Freddie had to check it out. No way was he going to be left out of this. Had it been any other time of day, Freddie would have not bothered to show up, but since it was so close to curfew - and around the time his energy levels were sky high - he just couldn't not go. Putting on a some clothes, Freddie made his way from the lavatories to the Northern Tower, freshly showered. Droplets of water falling from his hair, Freddie realized that climbing up the stairs was surpringly easier than he'd thought, as he had gone up and down these stairs for four terms now. This surely counted as his way of staying active. Just as he was about to walk in, some obnoxious voice caught him by surprise. It was that one fat kid Freddie had seen around the school. Surely he must have grown out of his annoying ways, Freddie thought as he walked in trough the door, seeing that there were quite a lot of people already present.

And, yes! The majority were younger kids, but there were two older students. A girl and a guy. Yessss. That meant Freddie wouldn't have to babysit. Resisting the urge to call them anything ridiculously funny, Freddie smiled at everyone in general and took a stand by the older guy with the blue eyes and black hair. The fat one was going on about how everyone there was interested in Norwegian culture or something of that sort, and Freddie almost immediately shook his head. Nope, he wasn't into that. He was into adventure and fun. This whole sketchy scenario was pretty much the only thing keeping him here. "Why does it gotta be only Norwegian culture?" Freddie chimed in. "I mean, you yourself said that Durmstrang is open to many countries, so why not just have a Durmstrang culture?" It wasn't a bad idea, even though Freddie would always prefer to keep his culture private, it would be much more interesting to learn about cultures of other students, not just the Norwegian ones.

As the kid continued on talking, Freddie turned to the guy and the girl, "Are you guys as suspicious of this as I am?" he raised an eyebrow as the Breidablikk kid said something about how he was good with Norwegian Trivia, and Freddie saw his opportunity. "Tell me about the Norway-Sweden border trade?" Freddie knew very little about that, because his roommate was into those kinds of things. What other stuff could Freddie ask this kid....? "Okay, and what about grocery shopping. Tell me about that." Okay, that was a given, it was easy. Freddie was just trying to give the kid a hard time, not actually offend him. Really, Freddie had nothing against the kid except mild irritation with his voice.
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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Wed Mar 25, 2015 2:18 am

Martha glared at the boy. He was being remarkably rude, and Martha really didn't like his mocking attitude. There was no reason for putting this kid down for attempting to make friends. Besides, this obviously wasn't actually about Norwegian Culture. If it was, they would have held this meeting at a more decent time in an actual classroom and not several billion stairs high. They had been an absolute bitch to climb, and Martha had considered turning back more than once, but she was determined to find out what this thing was really about.

The rude boy looked about her own age, with sharp features and a lanky frame. Not unattractive, but not really her type, either. Even without the attitude. She considered telling him off, but thought better of it and instead glared at him and crossed her arms. He was being a real dick, and Martha was almost ashamed to realize he was in her own house. She sighed and rolled her eyes when he asked if she thought it was suspicious. Of course she thought it was suspicious. Just like the rest of the kids here, no doubt. That didn't mean he had to act like a douche.

What the hell? Norway-Sweden border trade? Who the hell cared about things like that? She leveled a disappointed look at him when he asked about grocery shopping. "Quit being a smart ass, we didn't come here to hear you mock him and ask pointless questions," she snapped.

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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Wed Mar 25, 2015 5:12 pm

Just as Oddmund finished his introductory speech, first questions were addressed. They were asked by some extremely sweaty guy, who, despite being pretty slim, managed to get completely wet after climbing the staircase. When Oddmund first noticed him, he held his breath not to inhale any of this foulness, and breathed again only then the guy was pretty far away. And it worked, the air Oddmund breathed was clear. But not only that git had sweat problems, he also had some mental ones, since he obviously tried to disrupt the meeting. Several stupid questions were asked, before this rude guy was interrupted by a girl, who was about his age. Oddmund looked at her and sighed, "Such is the nature of an asshole. Unfortunately, magical science hasn't yet uncovered their motives even after years of studying." He smiled slightly to the girl and continued quietly, "Despite I usually don't waste my time on idiots, as the person who organized this meeting, I should answer this particular one." Now it was Oddmund's turn to mock the git.

The Breidablikk turned to the sweaty guy and replied casually, "Maybe because we are in Norway, in a castle built by Norwegians and influenced by Norwegian culture, and because we are speaking Norwegian in a school ruled by Norwegian Highmaster and Norwegian Deputy? Duh." He hadn't met anyone as obnoxious as this individual in his whole life. "But if you want to talk about other countries, you can have your own meeting and tell us about your Douchy of Assland homeland. I'm not sure anyone would be that interested though." Oddmund wasn't sure whether the Douchy of Assland even existed, but if it did, the sweaty monster would probably be its citizen. Or a bag.

Now, it was the time for the last two questions. "As any civilized county, Norway is currently at war with the Douchy of Assland, and, therefore, I should not talk about our economics in presence of its citizens, not to reveal anything strategically important. We do accept some students from it out of pity and in hope to make them more like humans, but crucial information on our trade is still not for their ears." Oddmund definitely wanted write a novel about Norwegian-Assian war now. He had already written several war stories and almost decided that he's not into that stuff, but this novel could change everything! Oddmund was so happy about his new idea that he decided to answer the last question normally, to thank that obnoxious git for such a marvelous inspiration.

"The process of grocery shopping varies greatly," Oddmund explained, trying to sound like some kind of professor. "If your family is relatively old and have one or more house elves, you might even have no idea what it means, because the elves do it for you. I heard some muggleborn immigrants try to buy food from muggles, but they are relatively rare. Muggleborns aren't accepted in Durmstrand, you see." Now the audience was warmed up with some not very well-spread cases of grocery shopping and was ready for the most useful facts. "Generally, the good place to buy food is definitely Bjarne's, especially when it comes to fish and vegetables. In Butcher's Hook one can buy a decent meat as I've heard, but I can't really confirm it, since we rarely shop there. And avoid Loki's at all costs! They use some spells that make it available to store food for a much longer time, but my mother always says that this might be bad for health. I've also heard some customers were complaining and even protesting against something in front of the shop."

All the questions were answered (mocked, ignored), and now Oddmund had an opportunity to address the audience one more time. "Questions are good, but now I would prefer to have a discussion that everyone can take part in. How about someone picks a topic and we share our opinions about it? As a Norwegian, I can provide all the information we need," he announced and look at the people, waiting for suggestions. There wasn't enough time for a good discussion because of the curfew, but it was a part of Oddmund's plan. If people were intrigued, they would definitely come to the second meeting, maybe even taking friends with them. A couple of students probably weren't going to come, but it would be for the best, since some filtration was necessary. The audience was going to be more and more suitable for this, and the topics more and more questionable every meeting. The network of classified knowledge exchange was about to be created this year.
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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Sat Mar 28, 2015 8:26 pm

Freddie heard her speak, but he chose to ignore her. No need for snappy women in his life. Pointless. Besides, it was pretty obvious he was in fact a smart ass. He was smart, and he had an ass. Easy. No need to point it out rudely. But it became even worse when the young boy called him an asshole. Oh, okay. Two can play that game. Especially since Freddie was legitimately curious about the Norway-Sweden Border Trade, and grocery shopping. Naturally, Freddie just smiled at the boy, because at that moment he didn't have a good comeback for him, and it seemed kind of stupid to follow through with it. "Well, we are one of a kind." He simply said, the smile glued to his face as he continued his little speech. Something about Norway because they were in a Norwegian castle with Norwegian people and for some reason Freddie started thinking about how much he really wanted bacon at the moment. It was late, but not too late. Actually, it was never too late for bacon, really. "I'm just suggesting we use Durmstrang as a whole, not as an excuse to learn about a certain kind of individuals." Okay, that came out wrong. It was probably much more offensive than Freddie had intended it. "I'm from Germany." Freddie raised an eyebrow, unsure of how someone so young had even come up with Douchy of Assland. Seriously, kids these days.

Despite how rude this boy was to Freddie's real concerns, Freddie chose to make him feel loved. Yes, loved. Because that was the best way to kill obnoxious people, right? "But, whatever. Let's us do whatever you want! After all, you, as organizer of this meeting, know best." He bowed, "So, border trades - which I think are actually a great part of Norway's economic history - and grocery shopping aside, I'm ready to listen to you." It was going great, until he dropped another Douchy of Assland bomb. Seriously, was this kid on MDMA or something? Nevertheless, Freddie wasn't going to let this kid get on his nerves more than he had already. Not to mention, his response on grocery shopping was too shitty. No, no. "Thanks, I'll make sure to tell every Norwegian I know to buy groceries at Bjarne's." Because, you know, you mentioned nothing about stores not opening on Sundays, you silly Norwegian....which would have been so helpful to us foreigners about five years ago! "Will you be the only one giving us information on this? Or are there other Norwegians in here?" Freddie asked, desperately trying to look for anyone else who could maybe give this silly lesson instead of the fat kid.

"Okay, you want a topic suggestion..." Freddie thought, but before anyone else could tell him to shut up he raised a hand in defense, "No, I won't suggest to talk about Norwegian bacon or something silly like that. This is serious shit now, guys." Freddie wasn't sure if he was still mocking the boy or if he was legitimately interested in giving him something useful to talk about. What was happening around Norway that could possibly be of interest? There was that one Norwegian muggle singer that had won an award for something, but Freddie didn't know much about that and these intolerant Durmstrang people often avoided muggle talk. There was also the new Infiltration professor. Well, relatively new. However, Freddie hadn't attended a single one of his lessons because he always woke up around fifteen minutes into the lesson and it would take him another fifteen minutes to get out of bed. Life Lesson: Never sign up for early classes or you won't attend. Ever. Speaking of classes....."Oh, there's the ban on dark arts teaching in magic schools!" Freddie almost shouted. "That's Norwegian culture. Yours is one of the few countries to teach Dark Arts, so don't give me shit." He warned, because that was probably the most Norwegian thing he could have thought of, or remembered for that matter. Freddie had read an article in the newspaper shortly after classes had begun, thanks to his weird roommate who was into that kind of stuff. "Or, I mean, we could talk about famous Norwegian wizards. Or really good Norwegian food, which never hurt anybody, just pointing it out." He chuckled, "Or we can just talk about how the school is really cold all the time and after five or so years here I have still not gotten used to it." There were suddenly so many things he wanted to talk about now. As long as he put Norwegian in front of it, he was good to go. Norwegian dogs. Norwegian games. Norwegian cattle. Norwegian pizza. Norwegian people. Norwegian bells. Norwegian science. The list just kept going inside his head.
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PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Culture, meeting one (closed)   Sun Mar 29, 2015 10:29 am

Freja was very, very surprised when the person in charge of the meeting turned out to be a chubby boy who couldn't be much older than her. While she guessed if he was Norwegian he would have just as much knowledge of Norway's culture than everyone, she'd expected it to be someone much older. Because when you got older you got wiser, right? And she hadn't really thought younger students held meetings like this. But she was not going to hold his age and appearance against him; as long as he was actually going to be able to teach her about Norwegian culture to help her at this strange new school, Freja saw no reason not to continue coming to these meetings. His name was quite good. Why couldn't her parents have given her a name as awesome as Oddmund?

She was quite enjoying his introduction, but didn't agree that Norway quidditch players were quite as great as he made out - Sweden always did pretty well in the world cup. They did have great medicine, though. Having two healers as parents, Freja had often heard her family talking about magical medical discoveries, usually coming from across the border in Norway. So Sweden just latched on and used the stuff from Norway to ensure their medical care was just as good. Freja felt like she could be a good healer. She knew a lot about medicine, and she wasn't scared of blood and gore. Maybe she'd be a healer in Norway.

But then some idiot older boy interrupted with the dumbest question in the world. She frowned. If people like this were constantly being stupid, she probably wouldn't learn anything about Norwegian culture! That smart Oddmund boy gave him a smartass answer back, though, so she hoped that it would be the end, and she could actually hear about whatever Oddmund Hansen had to say about Norway and its traditions.

But then the older boy started again, and she sighed. Maybe she should just leave now. But she heard him ask about the Norway-Sweden border trade, and she smiled satisfactorily to herself. She knew all about the cross border trade, having done a school project on it the year before. Only the muggle side of it, though. But apparently nobody wanted to hear about that. Grocery shopping, however... Wouldn't that be the same as it was in Sweden? Just with different prices? Maybe not. She'd never grocery shopped in Norway before, so she really wouldn't know. And apparently, grocery shopping here was very complex according to Oddmund. Her family were the same, with a house elf to do the shopping. But the shops, she hadn't heard of. Wow, the Douchy of Assland boy had actually asked a question that had a useful answer.

So the conversation moved on to the suggestion of a discussion. Freja was beginning to doubt how much Oddmund actually knew - after his lack of information on the border trade, which she knew so much about, she had lost a lot of her initial respect for the boy. Nonetheless, she stayed, because it would be a little awkward just to shuffle out towards the back. Anyway, maybe she could learn something from any other Norwegian students in here. If there were any. The assland boy had tried to find some, but she hadn't paid attention to see if anyone was actually Norwegian. The dark arts ban? Why was he getting so angry/excited about that? It wasn't that big a deal was it? But he'd moved on in the blink of an eye. Famous wizards. A lot of dark wizards and a few quidditch players, from what she knew. The food, who cared? They served it at the school, so why couldn't they just eat it without caring about the culture behind it? And douche of assland was back. "It's cold because Norway is cold, have you tried wearing a sweater?" It wasn't that hard. But clearly this older boy was incredibly stupid. "How about... how about important holidays and festivals? Like Constitution Day, for example?" Freja had only heard of this festival because she had been to the parade a couple of years ago while on vacation with her family.
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