Willow || Cedric Diggory

10 Points for Diggory

Anyone could surprise him by appearing out of thin air and he wouldn't bat an eyelid. Of course,  everything was helped by his mind contr -no, no,- reading ability. But if anyone called him at seven in the morning by the floo network, Adrian would indeed get the shock of his life, considering that he and his family knew someone well enough for them to call over by the floo network.

In the Wizarding Britain, the magical communities haven't known anything modern yet. Modern, even by the 1800 standards. They didn't have any sorts of electricity or electrical appliances, used letters sent by owls for the primary mode of communication, and every other things that would probably sent Lady Sophia back into a memory lane. Everything was like that, because it appeared to his discovery that the Wizarding Britain have stucked somewhere in the Middle Ages. Anyone could dispute his personal deduction, but he won't budge. The lack of technology, was mildly concerning to him.

Back in Canada, the wizarding society was somewhat more modern and -once again,- inclusive. They got basic modern necessities even in the Great White North, such as electricity, Television, and telephone. Some of the American Wizards that he got acquainted with even surprised that the wizarding community of Canada got those basic stuffs, thinking that -along with the non-wizarding society,- Canada only consists of an endless barren land, polar bears, and snow sleighs to get around with. Those assumptions were just outright ridiculous.

But anyway, let's get back to Britain. The only thing that slightly amazed him was the floo powder Network. As apparently people could communicate by using it, even though Adrian himself was not to familiar with the entire procedures. Despite so, he still remembered vaguely that his mother have told him that it would be used for emergency contact only by Hogwarts, should something bad happen to Rey. 

Never, in his three years in Britain, that Adrian thought the floo in Barnton would ever to come in use. He always had a full confidence in his heart that his brother was a good brat, and that his brother would try his best to not get into any sorts of trouble. The youngest never really send any meaningful or shocking letters beside that of those from the second year, the time where the school were terrorized by a giant monster or whatever. Most of the letters that Adrian have received were mostly consisted of small talks and courteous questions, on which all of them he replied to, and passed on to their parents and Beau back in the New World. 

Yet regardless of all of that messaging, he still got a good amount of shock when Professor McGonagall contacted him via the floo on that frosty November Morning. Adrian was still in his morning clothes and his nerves were still in the limbo of sleep. All sleepiness were gone in a flash, once he have heard of what happened to his brother.

"I'm sorry?" He rubbed his eyes intensively before squinting it over. "But what?"

"Your brother, unfortunately, have been attacked by another student." The flaming projection of Professor McGonagall's face stared back at him. The wizened woman's face was looking drained and restless, as if she hadn't have any sleep at all. So Adrian glanced at the clock, it was close to five in the morning.

"Are you sure you get the right house, professor?" He tried to hold himself from jumping outright into the bandwagon, and running over whoever that have attacked his brother.

"I might be old, but I remember it clearly that there's only one Gryffindor student around here that was named Reynard Aegeus Olympia." The vice-headmistress bit back so fiercely, almost like a lion.

"Is he injured or some sort?" Adrian leaned over the fireplace. The shock almost knocked him down onto the cold wooden floor.

"I don't belief so. As per my observation, his injuries were almost non-existent. But I belief it strongly that the emotional shock would shake him for a few days or so." Professor McGonagall could be seen peering away from the fireplace, perhaps checking his brother's condition.