Lesson One
Alasdair McCandlish
Third Year Ravenclaw
Do one or more of the following:
1) RP the lesson
Being fairly well read, Alasdair was naturally pretty familiar with fairy tales. They were the stories he was reading when he had just started to read, when Trudy had been a kind older sister and hadn’t minded helping Dair sound out the big words that she knew already. That said, when Professor Oswald began to recount the tale of Rapunzel, Dair honestly wasn’t that impressed. After all, there had to have been a reason for the creation and proliferation of a specific story, and why not do it as a magical cover up so muggles wouldn’t get curious. This wasn’t anything new in the wizarding realm. Everything about magic was, in some way, deceptive. The telephone booth that was the gateway into the Ministry headquarters in London, Purge and Dowse, Ltd. as a front for St. Mungo’s. In Alasdair’s mind, these were the most obvious examples.
And so, was it really surprising that Rapunzel was really a veela with a rapidly growing hair charm? No, not really. Was it a little disappointing, now that the stories of his childhood were being exposed as lies? Perhaps a little bit, but Alasdair was secure in his convictions, and his convictions were not comprised of information gleaned from fairy tales. No, he’d be alright.
He just really didn’t want to write this essay, despite how easy it'd be for him to write it.