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"Pop quiz time! are you guys ready?"
Ranpo often set reoccurring pop quizzes for the agency members, just to keep their education well in check. Especially the people who weren't known to have a good education..
Everyone groans and the only person who is willingly doing this is Kenji. Who knew he was interested in biology?
"Okay, question one..." The detective plops himself down on a wooden table, the metal legs bending slightly as he swings his legs idly. "What is a gas planet?" Naomi's ears perk up as she raises her hand swiftly. "A gas planet is a planet that dosent have a hard rock surface and mainly contains hydrogen, an example can be Jupiter or Saturn!" "Correct! one point to Naomi!" Ranpo smacks his hand on the plastic bell what sits still in his lap.
"Question two, True or false? Some plants are carnivor-" "Oh give us some hard questions! we aren't all dumb..." Dazai calls out, his head resting against his palms.
Being slightly offended, Ranpo comes up with his own personal question for Dazai. Kenji, whispers in the back of his mind, 'True...Venus fly traps are carnivores...'
"What is the name of the potion that allows for temporary transformation into another person?" Well that got him exited.
"A polyjuice potion! it had to be brewed for at least a month before then adding hair of the one you want to change into!" His smile soon turns into a frown "But it does taste really bad, it makes you want to throw up..."
Ranpo clicks his fingers into a gun motion and repeats the words "Ding Ding Ding!" While Dazai was proud of the question he got right, the other agency members all look at each other like they all have just witnessed Dazai jump through the window.
"What was that... dazai? could you repeat that? I almost heard you say potion!" Atsushi, bring the brave tiger he was just wanted to clear his head from all of the 'potion' nonsense, surely he can't be talking about that stuff...
"Oh atsushi, don't worry you will get it later, and so will all of you." He gestures to the white haired co-worker, then to the whole room of gifted and non-gifted individuals.
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Two minutes. Two minutes is all to took Dazai to master a certain spell that he'd been wanting to get to, but hadn't.
Augamenti. The spell Augamenti was a spell that could produce clean drinking water out of the wizards own wand. Of course, he had wanted to learn all of the defence against the dark arts spells, but he remembered his promise to Oda, so he had decided to only try it out when he was truly in danger, which would rarely happen.
He was not interested in this new spell, nor was he exited to use it. He just sat lazily on his floors of his apartment, spurting out water like a plastic gun from the supermarket.
"Boring...what would I ever need this shitty spell?" he threw his wand on the tatami mat, yet not harsh enough for it to be broken. He could never admit this out loud, but he did miss his friends from Hogwarts. He remembers the days...Making Pansy's books fly all the way to the top of the castle, scoffing down Christmas dinner like he hadn't eaten in centuries and most importantly, seeing his subordin- no, friends. Draco, Blaise, Ron, Hermione and the twins. Its almost like he wanted to go back.
But no, he made a promise and he will keep it, stay in the agency, do good and help others.
He shuffles on his knees to his wand, lightly picking it up. Admiring the details and the its that had been worn away overtime had done him no good, he needed to sleep otherwise he'd get all emotional again.
"god dammit." He flops on his back on the bed. His arms stretching out wide and his brown strands of hair flooding the pillow.
What If he didn't leave?
What if he stayed at Hogwarts?
What if he hadn't been in the port mafia? would he be a happier person?
too much for one night, there's a slight buzz of magic in the air and he's gonna find out what it is.