"Excuse me Professor Flitwick. May I have a few moments, I have a question and you seemed to be the best person to ask." Tyelpe managed to catch the small Professor a few hours before dinner, he'd hoped that it would give him time to find the book or books he needed before dinner and before Hermione caught him with them.
"Of course Mister Potter, please follow me to my office." Professor Flitwick replied clearly happy that Tyelpe had come to speak with him. Tyelpe nodded and followed him to his office, then took a seat once the Professor gestured for him to. "What can I help you with?"
"I was wondering if you knew where I can find information on disguise spells." Seeing the skeptical and unsure look Professor Flitwick was giving him Tyelpe quickly added, "It's just that I can hardly go outside without being mobbed and I can only imagine how much worse it will be when I'm older. Then with Black on the loose…"
Professor Flitwick was giving him a sympathetic look now and nodded. Jumping up from his own chair the Professor walked to one of his bookshelves- and what was it with Ravenclaws and books? There were more forms of knowledge than just books - where he pulled out a thick book and brought it back over to his desk. "Here you are Mister Potter this has the spells you are looking for. The ones in the library are more for simple pranks not for celebrities trying to avoid their fans."
"Thank you Professor Flitwick." Tyelpe took the book from the Professor and looked at it. "'Illusory Magicks Most Rare'? That sounds interesting. I'll keep it away from Hermione; she's running herself thin already."
"What do you mean?" Professor Flitwick asked giving him a bewildered look.
"Well it's hard to really explain. She seems like she's alright but she also seems really tired and she's taking all the classes that were offered…" He grimaced missing the worried look that crossed Professor Flitwick's face. "That reminds me I need to talk with Professor McGonogall about dropping Diviantion and taking Ancient Runes and Arithmacy instead."
"How about I speak with Minerva about it, I needed to speak with her about something else as well and that will let you get a head start on the book." Professor Flitwick offered with a smile.
Tyelpe frowned a little and then realized that the Professor was probably going to talk about Hermione, he hadn't meant to get her in trouble but it seems he had anyways. With a sigh he nodded. "Right, thank you again Professor. I'll head back to the Tower then."
With a small wave he left the office and groaned hitting his forehead with his palm. "There's a reason I was named 'silver hand' not 'silver tongue'. Grandfather's ability to talk nearly everyone to his view point seems to have missed me." Looking at the book he gave a small shrug and started walking up to the Tower. "At least I managed to get the help I was after."
Tyelpe grinned a little thinking about possibly using an illusion to make his hand look silver when meeting with Maglor, his uncle would have a fit and probably start demanding to know what happened. He wouldn't do it but the thought was amusing maybe a later meeting once they'd gotten to know each other again, it had been Ages since they'd last spoken after all. Looking out a window he frowned again seeing a flash of two trees, one silver and the other golden. Remembering them he sighed and glanced briefly in the sky wondering if Arien still guided the Sun or if Eru had changed things for the lands away from the Valar's guidance.
"I promise Uncle, if there's any way I can do it I'll make sure we can go home and not even Ulmo will stop me." Tyelpe murmured the promise looking at the lake where he'd briefly seen the trees.
He knew that even if Maglor would pretend otherwise he missed Formenos and Tirion just as much as Tyelpe himself did though he didn't remember it properly yet. Idly he wondered how the Valar would react to modern magic users and if he could talk some of them into going along when he finally figured out a way to go back to Aman. The magic users seemed even more illogical than the Istari, considering Radagast that seemed an accomplishment. It would be a most amusing meeting if he could manage it, maybe Hagrid since he'd get along with Orome they could bond over a love of all things dangerous.
With a small grin at the thought of how much chaos he could cause there in Aman Tyelpe entered the tower and headed up to his bed. Dinner didn't seem quite as interesting compared to the new knowledge he held in his hands nor compared to writing his next letter to Maglor.
'Uncle,
I thank you for your prompt reply to my last letter. Hedwig, the owl, seemed rather pleased to meet you. You are correct that something happened to delay the return of my memories though they are indeed returning.
I am not going to ask much from you save perhaps to meet with you. Though I do protest that Elrond did in fact turn out wonderfully and no I don't care about your threat, I think it's true and so did Erenion the time we actually spoke about it.
I am sure that you know about the village Hogsmeade near Hogwarts School, I would like to arrange our meeting there in a few weeks, on a weekend preferably. Please inform me of when would be best for you since you will no doubt be traveling further than I will.
Your nephew,
Tyelperinquar
P.S. Really uncle? "Tyelperinquar or whoever you are" Is that how you're going to address your letters from now on?'
