#Professor black

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[rypnami]

i saw this template and knew what i had to do

this is for kicks and giggles, please no serious ship-shaming! (also idk the credit for like any of these pics so if they’re yours and you’d like to be tagged pls let me know!)

[ps-cactus]

MC having the time of their life thinking they're being so in character and so unsus walking around the school like this.

Also literally everyone they meet:

[ephemerasnape]

Sexual Obsession Iceberg: Hogwarts Legacy Edition

Now available as a documentary! ↰

ETA: Okay, you've forced my hand.

Marvolo Gaunt is not in the game, so he is not on my iceberg. Sorry.

Black, Amit, and Leander are in a lifeboat. Leander is the only one rowing. Amit is crying while Professor Black criticizes Leander's rowing abilities and resolve.

Richard Jackdaw is physically unable to travel to the arctic circle due to his status as a ghost.

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His patience was wearing thin😅 Original video

[lulublack90]

Prompt 19 - Astronomy Tower

@wolfstarmicrofic November 19, word count 384

“Hey Moony, what are you doing up here?” Sirius asks as he folds the marauder's map away. Remus doesn’t startle at all. He probably heard Sirius coming, what with his insane werewolf hearing and sense of smell. 

“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m way behind on my star charts because of the damned full moon, and I need to get caught up before Professor Jarvis wants them handed in,” Remus grumbles as he looks through his telescope that is balanced precariously on the railing surrounding the Astronomy Tower. Sirius sighs and moves closer so he can see what Remus has written down. He hates that he’s good at astronomy, with a name like Sirius. It would be odd not to be. But the literal years that his parents forced him to memorise every single thing about the night sky that he could, is permanently seared into his memory.

“Moony, Moony, Moony, you total outrage,” He said in a mock disappointed voice, tsking at the end. “After all these years you still can’t identify my star. Oh, Moony, do you even love me?” 

“What? Oh, shit, sorry,” Remus stares down at his scroll of parchment and quickly erases the error. 

“Do you need some lessons from Professor Black?” Sirius asked teasingly. Remus sighs. 

“Would you? That would relieve some of the stress. I just can’t remember all the separate names for everything.” Sirius takes pity on him, but he’s also going to have a bit of fun with this. He moved behind Remus and wrapped his arms around his chest and waist. Holding him close to his body. Remus relaxed into him like he always did. 

Sirius turned them so they were pointing at Canis Major. 

“See that really bright star right there?” He asked, letting his hand slide down from where it rested against Remus’s chest to his wrist and guiding his hand through the air. 

“Yes,” Remus breathed out, a slight tremor running through his body as Sirius’s breath tickled against his ear. 

“That’s me.” 

They did this for a  few more stars and constellations before Remus had had enough. He spun in Sirius’s arms, and Sirius was ready for him. It was such a cliché making out in the astronomy tower, but honestly, Sirius didn’t care even the tiniest bit.  

[magicingray]

MC and Sebastian are in trouble for being gremlins-

Ominis: I will act as your council. I have pull with Professor Black so I can at least keep you both from being expelled.

MC: Thank you, Ominis…

Professor Weasley: The headmaster is ready to see you.

*They all enter the headmaster’s office.*

Professor Black: Sebastian Sallow and MC McMC… I have it on good authority that you’ve been meeting in the library after Curfew… please, have a seat.

Ominis: *whispers* Deny everything…

Sebastian: That’s not a chair!

MC: Hogwarts doesn’t even have a library!!

[edgarapoecolouredglasses]

Imagine a zombie apocalypse where all Wizarding World characters start with the same amount of food, shelter and weapons.

- No magic

Who would survive the longest?

In my humble opinion,

Naturally, Lucius Malfoy, Phineas Nigellus Black, Gilderoy Lockhart, etc would be dead within a day. 

Sorrows, sorrows prayers

Sirius Black would probably go insane. There is an equal chance of him dying and living.

Snape would last a while because he’d know which berries and fungi are safe to eat and at least he wouldn’t starve to death. I don’t see what his weakness would be. (Stamina?)

Harry would probably die saving someone, let’s be honest. Or it’d be a Carl Grimes situation where he’d try to help someone out of the goodness of his heart and end up bit.

But now that I think of it, he would probably be immune to the virus beca he’s the chosen one.

Hermione would not believe that zombies are as dangerous as they say and wouldn’t listen to anyone before seeing it for herself, eventually leading to her ending up dead, or worse expelled.

I think Tom Riddle/Voldemort would have a solid chance because he would make a wonderful leader of a group but doesn’t mind throwing others under the bus to survive.

As seen in the movies Narcissa Malfoy knows exactly when to change sides and has great self preservation skills. And she does it all for her baby which leads me to Draco.

Draco would survive for a while, not because he is competent enough to survive, but because he’s in the group with mommy and uncle Voldy.

Speaking of Tom/Voldemort throwing people under the bus, Bellatrix would be the first under said bus, in a poorly thought out and futile attempt to prove herself to Voldymort.

Then there’s this guy,

And he really reminded me of this guy(iykyk),

Maybe Sebastian is a bit less psychopathic and deranged, but he’s getting there, and I think that seeing his freshly kedavra’d uncle get up and eat his sister might do the trick.

I’ll say he’d probably last years.

Speaking of Hogwarts Legacy characters Professor Garlick as well as Ominis Gaunt are immune. Same goes for Luna Lovegood and Newt Scamander

Why?

Because I love them and because I said so. They aren’t dying

Alright I’ve been yapping for way too long, let me know what you think about this concept.

[girl-named-matty]

Some positive vibes for Sunday.

There's been a lot of discussion lately about this fandom so I just wanted to spread some positivity to everyone in the fandom.

Thank you to the people who still post even after a full year in the fandom when you didn't have to.

Thank you to the people who still write fanfictions, headcanons, still take and post screenshots no matter how long it takes, or how much editing or proofreading goes into it.

Thank you to the people who keep posting silly things about Hogwarts legacy.

Thank you to the people who don't get a lot of interaction but still have a lot of good content. I appreciate you very much. :)

Thank you to the people who post about underrated characters.

Thank you to everyone in this fandom that has made it worth while. It's been a bit of a bumpy ride but we're still here! Love you all so much and thank you! ❤️❤️

[cuffmeinblack]

Look, hear me out...

[1ncend1ary]

yeah ok

[georginaweasley]

Ominis: *orders food fluently in parseltongue to impress MC*

McDonald's drive-thru employee: ...What??

MC: What do I get?

Sebastian: A night of fashion, mischief, mayhem, and possible death.

MC: Ooh, check, check, and check, not sure about that last one.

Sebastian: It won’t be you.

MC I’ll get my coat.

Rookwood: You're too late! You'll never stop me now!

MC: That's where you're wrong, evil-doer! We will stop you with the powers of:

Natsai: Friendship!

Poppy: Harmony!

Sebastian: Incredible violence!

Amit: And love!

Professor Black: *to students* I’m your headmaster. What I say goes!

Professor Weasley: ...through me for final approval.

Professor Black: Through professor Weasley for final approval

Poppy: *sitting outside a cafe, enjoying coffee and a newspaper*  Highwind: *sitting at her feet people-watching*

*A thud against the other side of the window they’re sitting beside makes them both look up*

MC, inside the cafe with both palms flat against the window and her face too close to the glass: CAN I PET YOUR HYPPOGRYFF?

Sebastian: Look we all have a role in this team:

Sebastian: I come up with dumb ideas,

Sebastian: Ominis tells me why they won’t work,

Sebastian: MC convinces me to do them anyway.

[mrs-sharp]

Sharp is suspecting things.

[ps-cactus]

Professor Black seems so lively today

[ephemerasnape]

This was a joint effort between various Rookwood Groupies.

Feel free to voice your agreement or complaints.

[cursedonyx]

Hello, sorry to bother you, but I've had a little brainrot idea for hogwarts legacy for a hot minute, but I don't have the time to sit down and write it. The idea is that mc has a baby or toddler little sibling (male or female), and since they're both orphans, mc has to raise their siblings while in hogwarts and dealing with all the events of the game. And then the absolutely shocked faces and storylines of the people around them seeing mc beat goblins with a baby strapped to their back. Sorry if it's unrealistic, but I had to raise my neice and nephew practically by myself at 15 so I would love to see it happen in game.

Hi, what an interesting concept! I decided to do this Reactions style as it seemed it would be easier to fit in all the characters I could think of – hope you like it!

Asks are open ~ send me anything ✨

Sebastian Sallow: It was certainly a shock to see the new student march through the Great Hall later than everyone else, the rumours already circling about their arrival. Even more surprising was the fact that this fifth-year had a… a baby of all things strapped to their back! Was it theirs? Were they a teenage parent? Was it a cousin, a sibling, or some waif they’d picked up along the way?

Sebastian learns quickly enough the new student’s baby is in fact their sibling, and is always with them. Even in class. And when Professor Hecat suggests they duel, MC doesn’t even think about unstrapping the infant from their shoulders, despite Hecat’s protestations. He’d go easy on them, for the sake of the baby.

That was his mistake. MC proved to be a formidable opponent, kicking his arse seven ways to Sunday without even breaking a sweat as the baby watched curiously from over their shoulder and the rest of the class cheered them on. And as the weeks and months went by, the baby joined them in their adventures, merely shrieking with glee as MC dived and rolled out of the way of goblin attacks and clapping their hands as MC torched inferi, as if it was all some sort of game. Sebastian made sure to be extra careful in protecting MC, for the baby’s sake. Just the baby. Of course it was. It had nothing to do with the fact he admired MC more than perhaps even his own parents.

Ominis Gaunt: Ominis has never liked children, especially babies. They’re noisy, smelly, sticky, and he’s convinced if he holds one, it’ll throw up on him. It takes him a moment or ten to warm up to MC and even longer to warm up to MC’s baby, especially when he catches both of them coming out of the Undercroft, smelling like Confringo. Even so, he reins in his temper as he scolds MC, not wanting to upset the baby and cause a ruckus at this time of night. He can’t help but be concerned for the little one as MC accepts their tongue-lashing with humility and skulks away. Casting Confringo around a child surely isn’t a good idea.

His concern grows when he’s foraging for ingredients along the edge of the Forbidden Forest one day and hears MC and the baby go into the Forest itself, whistling happily as the baby burbles on their shoulders. He follows, wondering if they know how dangerous it is and planning to keep them safe from a distance when a spider attacks. MC dispatches it with ease before he can even aim his wand. He rushes over, intending to scold them again, only to find MC nonchalantly passing the baby a severed spider leg to play with. The baby promptly hits Ominis about the head with it and screams with laughter.

He smiles, and begins to spend more time with the toughest pair of people he thinks he’s ever met.

Garreth Weasley – Potions class is where he has the most fun, even though his experiments tend to cause fires, explosions, extra limbs and the occasional change of hair colour, all of which result in detention. That was until MC showed up to class with their sibling in tow, the little mite grasping handfuls of their hair as they brewed their potions. Damn it all, he’d really wanted to try adding doxy eggs to his brew to see what happened. He couldn’t do that with a baby in the classroom. He didn’t mind singeing his fellow students, that was the risk they all took as wizards and witches around such volatile concoctions, and if he was going to be the best potioneer the world had ever seen, well…

But he couldn’t risk hurting a baby. He loved babies. They were cute and fat with pudgy tummies and made adorable little faces with their great big eyes and drooling mouths, fascinated by everything around them.

So Garreth started behaving. He saved his experiments for outside the classroom, and though it occasionally still landed him in detention, it certainly granted him more free time, and he began to appreciate the finer rules of potion-making, leading his experiments to become more successful as time went by. He changed his cauldron station to one next to MC once Sharp determined he wouldn’t be a health hazard, and got to know them both a little better. He was stunned by all MC had been through, raising such a precious little bean all by themselves. Every time they shared a class, he had a cake or two to share, a bit of homework he’d already written for them, offering to go to Hogsmeade on their behalf to get anything they needed. Maybe one day, if MC was willing, he could be another parental figure in this cute little thing’s life. He’d always wanted a big, happy family.

Leander Prewett – There’s not much Leander really understands, though he tries very hard to pretend otherwise. One of the big things he just doesn’t get are babies. He’s never been around them, and after noticing MC has their baby with them all the time, he’s not overly keen on getting too involved and doing or saying something stupid that would make him look like an idiot.

But one day, the baby has been grizzling all day long, with MC walking them up and down all through the castle, trying to settle them, but the baby’s just not having it. He spots them coming out of the main doors to where he’s trying to get a little flying practice in, and they seem to be making a beeline for him. Merlin, if there was ever a time for someone to grace him with flight skills, it was now. He attempts to kick off from the ground and merely ends up turning head over heels four or five times before tumbling to the ground with a yelp.

Wincing, he looks up, expecting people to be laughing at him. Someone certainly is, the high-pitched, free laughter soaring over their heads. Glowering a little, he stands up and tries to preserve a little of his dignity, turning to see MC beside him, bouncing the baby in their arms. The baby is no longer grizzling, but is laughing helplessly, waving its fat little fists in glee.

MC thanks him earnestly for making her little sibling laugh, and offers to buy him a butterbeer for his trouble. On the way, Leander makes sure whenever the little one looks like it might start crying to take a pratfall or walk into a low-hanging tree branch, grinning as each time makes the baby scream with laughter.

As they talk, he learns about all MC has gone through, and his admiration for them goes through the roof. He makes sure to seek them out daily to fall down the stairs or do a silly dance to get the baby laughing. It makes MC laugh too, and he loves the way they smile when he does it.

Amit Thakkar – Amit steals up to the astronomy tower one evening to get in an extra few hours of stargazing, hoping his diligence to the subject will ingratiate him with the notoriously cold Professor Shah. But when he gets there, he sees MC leaning on the railing, dandling their sibling on their hip, pointing up at the celestial heavens and murmuring some twee nonsense about the twinkly dots. He goes quietly to his telescope, trying not to disturb them, when he overhears MC talk about the stars being the souls of those departed, and how ‘mummy and daddy are up there.’

It just about breaks his heart. He’d read about tragedy, of course, it was a staple in many of his adventure books, but learning that one of his fellow students had suffered something that made him cry when he read about made-up people enduring it, well. He leaves his telescope and moves over, leaning on the railing as well and speaking in a soft voice about the cosmos, pointing out the stars and naming them until MC lays a hand on his arm.

The baby has gone to sleep, soothed by his voice. MC thanks him, telling him the baby has been having trouble sleeping since their parents died, they both have, in fact. The baby stirs, and Amit pulls out one of his favourite books and a blanket, wrapping them both up in it and settling down nearby, reading to them both until they fall asleep.

It becomes a regular thing, and Amit smiles every time he looks up from the pages to see them cuddled up together, holding each other and sound asleep. It's nice to feel useful, and he appreciates being able to do some small thing for them when they’ve already been through so much.

Natsai Onai – While initially anxious about asking for MC’s help in dealing with Rookwood and Harlow, Natsai soon learns how capable MC is from her fellow students. When they go to rescue Highwing, Natsai almost begs her to leave their sibling in the castle, but MC refuses. Not only does the baby seem to understand the danger they are in and keeps quiet, but it seems to actually enjoy it when MC Depulso’s an arrogant Ashwinder off the edge of a tower, chuckling heartily. The baby shrieks with joy as they fly on their rescued Hippogriffs, waving their hands in the air as MC and Natsai whoop and cheer. The baby really feels like a member of the team, even though it didn’t actually do anything, sort of like a mascot.

Natsai’s fears for the baby decrease with every adventure and MC proves time and time again they’re not just a hell of a warrior, but a damn good parental figure too. She delights in the quieter moments they share, often begging MC to let her look after the baby to give MC a much deserved break. Though initially reluctant, MC agrees for a few hours one evening, saying they needs to speak with Sebastian and Ominis. They return, looking a little tired and somewhat stressed (can she blame them after hanging out with a Gaunt?), and happily takes the little one back, thanking Natsai for her help. She lets Natty look after the little one more often, and Natsai teaches them both some nursery rhymes from Matabeleland.

Poppy Sweeting – To Poppy, MC having a baby is no skin off her nose. It's almost like having a pet that’s going to be able to talk one day and clean up its own poop. Bonus! But right now, like all baby beasts, this one is adorable and she takes every moment she can to spend time with MC and their sibling, fussing over them both and insisting she cuts up their dinner for them, even if they’re in different houses.

When Poppy asks MC for help with the poachers, it’s not a decision she’s made lightly. She knows how vulnerable babies are, even baby dragons, and to bring a baby into a poacher den could signal trouble for everyone. MC insists on their sibling coming with them, and Poppy needs the help. Poppy soon learns she didn’t need to worry, watching MC absolutely decimate the poachers without breaking a sweat, the baby on her shoulders waving their own little hand as if they were casting spells as well, going ‘wheeeeeeee’ when MC rolls out of the way of a hex, and burbling happily when the dragoness stares them down.

Poppy makes a point to introduce MC and the little one to some safer beasts, enjoying a cup of tea with MC as they watch the baby roll around with the Poffle of Puffskeins Professor Howin has in the pens by the Beasts classroom. She makes a point to join Natsai when babysitting.

Professor Sharp – While initially concerned about there being a baby in his class (with Garreth, FFS) he soon learns MC is more than capable of being a responsible carer, and his admiration for them grows as he watches them soldier on with classwork, homework, babywork and, if the rumours are to be believed, their rather dangerous extra-curriculars. He makes sure to slip some Soothing Solution into MC’s bag for those difficult nights, and lets the baby chew on his auror badge the few times MC lands detention with him. He won’t give them any leeway to be a cheeky little shit in his classes, baby or no. Besides, it’s nice to watch them grow up.

Professor Garlick – She’s alarmed when MC marches into her class, baby in tow, worried the baby will be eaten by a venomous tentacula or Chinese chomping cabbage, but her concern vanishes when MC proves to have the awareness of five highly-caffeinated people, keeping the baby safe during her classes. She offers to help where she can, and MC gratefully accepts dummies with essence of dittany on them to soothe the baby’s teething.

Professor Black – Most people are convinced he doesn’t even know what a baby is, despite the fact he’s got five children. He’s aloof most of the time, barely paying anyone any attention, least of all MC and the baby. But after a particularly trying day when the baby just wouldn’t settle, MC watches with apprehension as Black strides towards them, scowling. Expecting a scolding (and a detention for the attitude they prepare to give back in return) MC is surprised when Black holds out a tiny plush doll in the shape of a kneazle without a word, then stalks off like he didn’t just give their sibling a teddy.

Professor Fig – Having seen all MC can do, even with a baby on their back at all times, he can’t help but admire them, though he desperately wishes they didn’t have to do so much alone. As such, he takes on the role of not just mentor, but father and grandfather figure to the pair. When things get too tough, he happily encourages MC to take a nap in his office, rocking the baby to sleep as MC snoozes on the sofa, cooking for the three of them and making sure to help MC with their homework. Towards the middle of the year, MC bursts into his office, holding the little one aloft.

“Say it again, baby!” MC cries.

The baby grins, chewing its own pudgy fist. Around a mouthful of their own hand, they speak their first word.

“Fig,” they say.

It’s the proudest moment of his life.