<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e5/b4/fd/e5b4fdcf53950ca187eb25ef041cca2d.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Michael Oakes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14703824#msg14703824)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff / 7th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle-Born<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 14" | Sycamore | Dragon Heartstring<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> A blue T-Shirt, A rugged jacket and combats all scratched and marked.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 12th September, LATE evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Library, Hogwarts<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> For once studying late<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hayley, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Michael was not one who usually buried himself in books. But for once he had a particularly driven purpose. Learning about the magical beasts that would be a part of the Triwizard tournament. For most learning he preferred the practical, but with the international event Michael did not have access to practical learning methods. So instead he had to force himself to settle in and read. He was dying for the day that they would all arrive, allowing him to much more actively improve his knowledge. But that day hadn't arrived yet, and he was stuck educating himself on the creatures that would be involved by spending time in the library. Or at least the late evenings. Already since returning to the school Michael had spent most of his daytime outside among any animals and woodland he could find.<br/><br/>He'd been there around an hour so far. Noting down the species and beginning to compile initial information. Despite being known as an active learner and not one who studied well he was remarkably diligent when it came to detailing creatures. So far since becoming a part of the wizarding world Michael had compiled any information he could learn about magical creatures, most particularly chronicling his own experiences and comparing them to those of others to see if he could provide his own perspective. He certainly wasn't under any impression he could do better, but the more eyes on a source of information the better. So far he'd filled a few old books, and had his latest beginning to compile initial notes and prepare pages to fill with his own experiences handling the new, exotic creatures in the coming months.<br/><br/>Despite his frame he'd been relatively out of sight and quiet, paying great attention to his work when he was distracted by the sounds of Hayley dancing. He couldn't yet see her past the book cases, but after a few moments he stood with a smile and moved to investigate. When he caught sight of her he recognised Hayley in a heartbeat. Her hair alone was more than distinct enough for Michael to know it was his fellow hufflepuff dancing about a little chaotically. Perhaps she'd got bored of her own studying. He was pretty sure he'd caught sight of her when he came in, and it looked like she'd already been there a few hours. Michael couldn't help but grin as he watched, slightly shaking his head and wondering when she'd notice. Not wishing to watch in silence he called out a greeting. "Evening Hayley!" He hoped the volume was just right to be heard over her earphones, guessing they were loud enough to drown out his footsteps.