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Albus Dumbledore (oddmenttweak) wrote in hogwarts_dawn,

Albus listened intently, pulled in not just be the idea but by the obvious love the other wizard had for his work. "That sounds fascinating," he finally smiled. "Would there be a limit to the number of spells you put together? Or the type? Could you perhaps set up something to be transfigured, and then charm that object to carry out a task, for example?"

Albus shrugged. "I could think of several applications which it could be applied for, if you felt the need to put it forward. Although I'm sure you've already thought of all the potential." He wondered whether it made a difference to the other Albus, having his Father as minister. Back in his own time, it would have been a sure fire way to get free reign on whatever you wanted to do. But things were different here, as he was constantly aware of. "What work do they have you doing here?"

The professor looked sharply back at the dark haired man, faintly surprised, but not unpleasantly so. He had been working alone here, for the most part, but Al seemed to have a sharp mind and a curiosity that Albus respected. And he had never been precious about his work before arriving in the castle...

"Of course," he agreed. Albus hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "That would be appreciated, if you don't mind. Do you have some time now? I was just about to have another look," he gestured back over his shoulder in the direction he'd come from, and towards the old classroom.