ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ.

--⸙-- sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ｗｉｃｋｅｄ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs. | ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴏʟᴏɢʏ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs. ʜᴀʟғ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

Ａｄｒｅａｎ Ｃｒｏｗｌｅｙ
ﾟ･*☆¸¸.•*¨*•
ᴺᴱᵛᴱᴿ ᵁᴺᴰᴱᴿᴱˢᵀᴵᴹᴬᵀᴱ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴬᴸᴸᵁᴿᴱ ᴼᶠ ᴰᴬᴿᴷᴺᴱˢˢ.
- ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴏʟᴏɢʏ.
- ɪɴ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴍᴀɪɴs ᴀɴᴅ sʟs.
- ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ.

ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ #ʜʏᴘɴᴏs
ʀᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

Watches in amusement as with a simple flick of the wrist, the rows of Christmas trees were alight with fire.
A small smirk danced upon his lips.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

Ａｄｒｅａｎ Ｃｒｏｗｌｅｙ
ﾟ･*☆¸¸.•*¨*•
ᴺᴱᵛᴱᴿ ᵁᴺᴰᴱᴿᴱˢᵀᴵᴹᴬᵀᴱ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴬᴸᴸᵁᴿᴱ ᴼᶠ ᴰᴬᴿᴷᴺᴱˢˢ.
- ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴏʟᴏɢʏ.
- ɪɴ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴍᴀɪɴs ᴀɴᴅ sʟs.
- ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ.

ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ #ʜʏᴘɴᴏs
ʀᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

https://t.co/oZEHixj9K9

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

✧*:.｡. Ｈｅａｄｃａｎｏｎｓ.

Ａｄｒｅａｎ Ｃｒｏｗｌｅｙ.
proғeѕѕor oғ deмonology.
нalғ deмon. нalғ warlocĸ.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@OfDarkestCharm -- he proceeded to make a rather large salt circle where their guest would find themselves.
A lower level, bottoming feeding demon.
Easy pickings and....
The only one that McGonagall would allow.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

It's nearly midnight.
Which means soon it would be time for his class to start.
Whistles loudly as he steps in the direction of the basement, in order to prep his lesson.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@OfDarkestCharm -- Once, that was done, he stepped in the direction of the cupboard in order to retrieve a bag of salt.
A casting would be done that evening on how to summon a demon and how to banish one.

The latter far more important than the aforementioned.
Taking the salt --

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@ScitusVenefica -- He had chosen to do a lesson upon religion and more specifically how demons and creatures of the night was viewed by each one.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

ﾟ･*☆¸¸.•*¨*• ɢɪғ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ ; @ScitusVenefica

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@ScitusVenefica -- added to aesthetic.
He had been occupying himself by varying between waving or pulling faces whenever a student caught his eye.

His hand lowered as Hermione rose from her desk, approaching his desk.

" Of course, Hermione.
What is it that I can help you with?" --

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

Hmm.. She's different.
He likes that. He wouldn't go as far as saying he likes her -- /but/ he doesn't have any desire to turn her into a rat. So, that's something.

[ᅠᅠᅠ ♯ ᅠ𝐒𝑯͜͡𝐄 ᅠᅠ ͏ִ⎖ @DOHAERYX]

That sounds sick,

She likes him.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@OfDarkestCharm -- piece of chalk, he began to draw a pentagram.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@OfDarkestCharm The whistle turned to a soft hum as he pointed a hand at the candles that were all over his class and instantly lighting them.
It wouldn't be long before the approach of witching hour , which meant that his most advanced students would soon join him.

Finding a --

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

He finds them more bearable and even..dare he say, delightful in the guise of a furry creature.

[ᅠᅠᅠ ♯ ᅠ𝐒𝑯͜͡𝐄 ᅠᅠ ͏ִ⎖ @DOHAERYX]

The last one though.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

| going to watch legacies.
Will do replies in an hour or two. ✌

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@SaucerOfSass -- children were left quivering.
It was better to know the truth then go around believing that no monsters lurked in the shadows.

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

ﾟ･*☆¸¸.•*¨*• ɢɪғ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ ; @SaucerOfSass

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ��ʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@SaucerOfSass -- respect those that paved the way so they can live."

Oh, he knew that he wasn't a favorite amongst students or even parents.
Did he care? No.

His job was to teach, to enlighten. It was what he intended to do; it was what he did.
He didn't care if --

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@MARKINNCN -- Water, earth, fire, air.
The best earth to use I find is graveyard dirt."

" Lower case demons can be drawn out with a promise, by flattering their egos.
The higher ups require a sacrifice or two. Or an entire village --"

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

✧*:.｡. one lιne ѕтarтer ғor ; @MARKINNCN

' ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ sᴜᴍᴍᴏɴ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ.
sᴀᴅʟʏ. ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴏʀʏ ᴏɴʟʏ. '

[ᴀᴅʀᴇᴀɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟᴇʏ. @DaemoniumStriga]

@MARKINNCN -- often a favorite."

He paused a moment as he stared from her to the rest of his students, allowing silence to form.

It would be seconds before he'd break it again.

" A pentagon needs to be drawn. Candles light. Some require elements of nature. --