The Transfiguration professor gave a resigned shrug as his colleague lamented about how he hadn’t kept a closer watch on his stock of potion ingredients despite being a master alchemist. To err was human, and the occasional slip-up was unavoidable. Still, such mistakes had their consequences, which ...

As Adeline shared her ideas with him, Nigel couldn’t help but feel amazed at how swiftly her creative mind worked. Sometimes he would find himself trapped by the rigidity of his systematic methodologies and forget that it was all right – or in some cases even beneficial – to let his imagination run ...

“She definitely wasn’t,” Nigel replied, “which is a good thing for anyone looking to procure some rare ingredients or materials.” And as Bishop pointed out that he wasn’t as good at charms, he shook his head. “Don’t be too quick to discount yourself though. As much as skill and proficiency are impo...

No doubt Bishop realised that his potion ingredients had been laid out in plain sight on the table, and expectedly he did not elaborate further about what he was intending to brew and why. Likewise Nigel was not keen to probe further and poke his nose in where it wasn’t wanted, not when he already h...

Snape’s critical gaze was burning holes in Nigel, but the boy knew better than to look away and risk appearing rude. It helped that he had learnt how to meet the eyes of a strict professor – or more accurately, how to seem as though he was doing so by fixing his eyes on the professor’s hooked nose i...

Despite his outwardly calm demeanour, there was something that perpetually weighed heavily on Nigel’s mind. A difficult task that he had to carry out every month. An obligation that he could not afford to mess up. A consequence of one of his major failures that he would need to live with. He strode ...

Adeline made a good point about how she disliked earning the displeasure of any professor, and not just the really strict ones. “Touché,” Nigel conceded. Just as he didn’t want to anger Professor Snape, he would have hated to upset the nice professors too. The Potions Master finally decided to come ...

Open/Wanted Characters https://i.imgur.com/H84jB4S.jpg Jamie Straiton – best friend, former housemates Possible Playby: Iain Stirling All details about this character are open to negotiation and changes (and a bit of retconning), so don’t feel limited by the writeup here. Basic Details: Age: 31–32 ...

Dorian didn’t respond immediately to Nigel’s words. Perhaps the Auror was deeper in his cups – or sorrows, or perhaps even both – than Nigel had originally anticipated. For a while they sat in silence: Nigel took another sip of his whisky as Dorian took a drag on his cigarette. Not that the Scotsman...

Despite Nigel’s far poorer knowledge of paints as compared to Adeline, he was still aware that some pigments were once extensively used despite their toxicity. “We can still experiment and come up with with safer or better alternatives,” he offered encouragingly. “Even lead white has been supplanted...

Nigel froze for a moment upon hearing about Adeline’s mishaps during her experiments… but relaxed when she added that it wasn’t anything too dangerous. It seemed that they weren’t too different: she enjoyed making new paints and trying out new mediums, just like how he liked tinkering with clockwork...

“Lesson learnt,” echoed Nigel as he broke into a smile. He was no Ravenclaw, but his thirst for knowledge could very well rival one. Every failure and setback was but a small step towards success, and with enough mistakes, they’d get to where they wanted. As he had anticipated, his suggestion was m...

The Potion Master’s harsh words hit hard, but he was right: they should not have messed around with their potions without knowing what effects their deviations from the recipe would have on the finished product. “Yes, Professor,” Nigel said meekly as the Potions Master instructed them to brew their ...

Martin’s interpretation of the castle analogy was detailed, as expected, and Nigel nodded encouragingly as the student shared his thoughts on how the some of the features of Hogwarts Castle could correspond to various Occlumency techniques. The student then raised an important question on what it fe...

Nothing much had happened to Nigel’s potion upon his addition of dittany, for better or worse. At the very least there hadn’t been an explosion or anything catastrophic. As Adeline advised him to leave his potion as it was, he nodded his agreement. When it came to herbology – his worst class (relati...

OOC: For the sake of advancing the plot a little, kindly allow me the liberty of taking the leftover dittany. Please feel free to decide on my behalf what happens to Nigel’s potion :D The faint traces of a grin hovered over Nigel’s lips as Adeline stealthily prepared some dittany and added it into ...

“I didn’t see that,” a low voice from the other end of the workbench said. Nigel’s eyes were seemingly glued to the bubbling concoction in his cauldron as he stirred it carefully, all the while having a skeptical look on his face. The colour of his potion was a touch off. Nothing really major to wo...

The Imbuing Charm caught Astrid’s attention, and her reaction reminded Nigel of what he had been like when his father first taught him the spell. He had been trying to shape slivers of steel into tiny cogs, and the combination of the metal’s durability and the delicate nature of the work proved too ...

Nigel watched as the inebriated Auror attempted to place an order for another Firewhisky. The bartender didn’t seem too keen on serving Dorian, and instead brushed him off with a lame excuse. For a second Nigel was tempted to place the exact same order as Dorian, just to see what the bartender’s res...

Seeing Astrid jump a little, Nigel made a mental note to make his presence known in future before addressing some of his students. Some of them could get so focused that it rendered them oblivious to their surroundings, and accidentally startling them could result in an accident. Fortunately, Astrid...

After Martin confirmed his availability, Nigel made a quick note on his calendar to reserve the time slots for the student’s Occlumency lessons, along with a reminder to borrow the Pensieve. It would be helpful for Martin if he had a sense of what the process of mind reading looked like from a Legil...

Without needing to check his desk calendar, Nigel already knew that Tuesdays and Thursdays were comparatively less packed for him. Subconsciously he fiddled with a plain silver ring that he was wearing, as he was wont to do when he was deep in thought, while he rearranged his schedule in his head. “...

With a soft pop, Nigel materialised in front of the Three Broomsticks Inn. His trip to Edinburgh had been shorter than expected; he had been there to deliver some doses of Wolfsbane potion to his parents, in light of his father’s lycanthropy and the upcoming full moon in a few days’ time. Normally h...

As the practical portion of the lesson began in earnest, Nigel observed his students and their wandwork as he walked down the middle of the classroom. Having an entire class of youngsters casting spells at the same time was usually a chaotic affair, even without the multitude of tiny dragons flittin...

Despite Darcy saying that he could take as much time as he needed, Nigel was no dilly daw. He was eager to have his motorcycle back in good working condition, and the faster he worked, the quicker he could set his heart at ease. After a quick final check, he fired up the engine, expecting it to purr...