Maverick had absolutely never imagined that a Hogwarts professor took such an active approach to their teaching. As far as he knew, they began their year with a set curriculum and stuck to that. There had certainly been some characters over the years, but none that he would have run into in Muggle London, researching. He was a little impressed, but not showing it.
"That's classified, love," he replied with an almost apologetic smile. But he wasn't sorry at all. For all of his flirtatious bravado, Maverick rarely spoke at length about his work to anyone outside of his father and his partner, Ambrose.
Post by trashpanda on May 27, 2018 10:08:11 GMT -5
She shrugged, disappointed but not particularly surprised. “It was worth a try. Anyway, the way I see it, I’m teaching the next generation of MLE, security contractors, and people who will just be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I owe it to them to tell them what’s really out here, so that it doesn’t blindside them.”
"I didn't have a professor warning me of the specific dangers of the world and I got along just fine," he shrugged, a touch of his teenage insolence still very much alive and well within him. "Really, it's better that they don't know what's coming. They need to learn how to think on their feet and cope."
Post by trashpanda on May 27, 2018 18:49:06 GMT -5
She gave him a confused look. "I would think they'd be more effective for knowing what tools they have at their disposal. Certainly the Battle of Hogwarts was impacted by the experience provided by Dumbledore's Army, and I'm sure even the most talented applicants to the Ministry have to go through some kind of training."
At least during her schooling, Hogwarts had an unusually high fatality rate, precisely because the students ran into dark magic they weren't prepared to handle. Bordering on the Forbidden Forest was threat enough for her to take self-defense seriously, even for first years.
"Yes, all Ministry employees have to undergo training in their field. That's obvious. Did you think Ministry employees get positions based on their NEWTs alone?" he asked her, the corner of his lips twitching up slightly. There was extensive training, especially for positions in the MLE Department. "That's real-world experience, love. I'm not saying don't train them in defense - that was my favorite course - but you don't need to give them specific threats that even their parents wouldn't be privy to."
She let out a long breath. "Hogwarts in general - and Defense Against the Dark Arts in particular - has a long history of exposing students to real-world threats in order to prepare them for the dangers of entering the wizarding world. Our interscholastic competitions alone are more dangerous than most jobs, for example. I try to limit my curriculum to subject matter suitable for each year, but considering that there's been a standing DADA unit on the Forbidden Curses since before I started school, I doubt I'd be out of line teaching about most new threats."
She reminded herself that it had been twenty years. People were less concerned with defense than they had been. But it was beyond her to change public opinion, or even policy. All she had was her research and her curriculum, and the defense thereof over spiked coffee.
Maverick had been only four years old when the Battle of Hogwarts had occurred, so his time in Hogwarts was shaded differently to that of someone who had been a student at that time. It wasn't that he was against students being taught defense, but was it to him to tell some professor he'd run into out in Muggle London what current threats were afoot? No. She wasn't within bounds to ask him to shirk his responsibility of discretion.
"If you're confident in that, I would suggest you use the proper channels to obtain Ministry files on current threats," Mav smiled at her in a most arrogant fashion. He wasn't trying to be obnoxious but sometimes he just... was.
Post by trashpanda on Jun 13, 2018 22:15:36 GMT -5
"Very well then," she said. Frankly, she had no problem with his respecting classification - she'd been assured time and time again that information security existed for a reason, even if she thought it just slowed things down. But the way he said it made her want to file the paperwork on the spot. She wondered if she still had any good contacts in records.
She thought over a change of topic. Usually, she just talked shop, but talking about his work was a dead end and talking about hers was a credentials war. "What house were you? I'm guessing Gryffindor, unless that's also confidential," she said with a teasing grin.
It wouldn't have bothered Maverick one iota to learn that she had filed the proper paperwork and received the information she was seeking. If anything, he'd be far more eager to help her if he knew she was going about things in the proper fashion. Though he had all the look and behavior of a bad boy, Maverick was loyal and as a Ministry employee, he was loyal to the Ministry.
"Nailed it," he replied with a boyish grin. "Got it on the first guess. Was it the bravado or the penchant for disaster?"
Post by trashpanda on Jun 20, 2018 13:19:08 GMT -5
She laughed. He could have been the poster boy of Gryffindor, what didn't give it away? "Oh, I caught on somewhere between sitting down with a stranger for coffee and the story about your scar. I'd bet you played Quidditch, too," she ventured.
She rolled up her sleeves as the sun hit their table, comfortably warm. She idly inspected her newest tattoo as the sleeve caught on it. It still stung a bit.
Teegan: For anyone not on the discord, the group thread has been started in the "Other Locations" board
May 23, 2018 2:17:56 GMT -5
Teegan: A year, a month, and three days since the last shout. Still love you all! Hope we could someday find some free time in our crazy lives to get back here. Love this place!
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