It wasn't often that Audrik went out to the pubs in Painswick. Occasionally he would grab a pint after giving a lecture in the countless cities he visited. He rarely got drunk, however ( Read more... )

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Audrik had spent his entire afternoon teaching an Introduction to Occlumency class to a bunch of non-majors who seemingly could not care less about the field. He was tired and even a bit annoyed. He had tried taking Tracey's advice and behaving more like a human and like an emotionless robot, but he was finding it extremely difficult when three of ( Read more... )

Audrik sat amidst a sea of books that lay across his cluttered desk. He scratched the back of his head while a spell allowed him to take notes without using his hands. He flipped a few pages ahead and sighed. A soft knocking on his office door causes his quill to suddenly stop writing as he picks up his head.

"Yes?" he asked.