Name: Gustav Raubriter<br/>House/Year: Slytherin/6th<br/>Bloodtype: Pure blood<br/>Location: Great Hall, Slytherin table<br/>Tagging: Xavril (mentioned), open<br/><br/>He contented himself with just ignoring the others and their conversing around him, though he certainly wished he could find some place quieter. He would swear that he could feel a headache coming on from the presence of the two delinquents.<br/><br/>He just keeps his mouth shut, figuring any attempt to silence them, barring magic, would just result in more animated conversation; and he was wary of making a big to-do with magic just yet. Better to get a feel for his surroundings, first. Their's no shame in caution, as his father once said. After all, it was the early bird that got the worm, but the second mouse that gets the cheese.<br/><br/>He stared at the wine before him, and before anybody but the more perceptive members of those around him could notice, their was suddenly a wand in his hand. The astute observer may noticed leather around his right hand, and some sort of contraption; it was a wrist-holster for a wand, designed to conceal the weapon, but allowing for it to be easily and smoothly withdrawn, with little more than the proper wrist motion.<br/><br/>He tapped the goblet with the wine in it, murmured some sort of spell, and changed the wine into something that he found far more palatable: mint tea. The wand was slid back into its holster in a smooth movement, and he picked up the goblet, taking a pull from it.<br/><br/>At this point, he had finished eating, so now he merely sipped at the tea on occasion, keeping quiet, and just observing the dynamics around him.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">dice roll to turn juice into tea</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: TheHangedMan rolled: 4d6<br/>Comment: Magical expertise 4 rolling to change wine into tea keeping the best three<br/>Result: 6, 2, 2, 4,<br/>Total: 14<br/></div></div>