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#Mer tries to become a librarian
theinquisitxor · 5 months
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I got a new job! It is still at my library, but in a different role, one that is sort of a ‘step-up’ from my current role. Nice pay bump, more responsibilities sort of thing. Essentially I am in charge of the one library on campus, and overseeing the building and collection in this library. Woo! I almost can’t believe it. This makes me feel much better
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For A Greater Good 2/18
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Summary: Kate Williams, young healer and member of the Order, joins Durmstrang's staff at Dumbledore's request. Her mission? Find a Death Eater and survive long enough to tell the story. Set in 1996.
Pairing: Charlie Weasley x ofc
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[Part 1]
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Dear Charlie,                            7 Jan ‘96
I arrived yesterday in one piece. I wanted to write just as soon as I got here, but you can’t owl anytime you want. They have a strict and very controlled system, and they are very protective of their owls. You can use the owlery as many times as you want during Sundays.
The headmistress considered giving me a little more freedom in that regard, but I don’t want to tempt luck and make people ask why I have privileges.
I will stick to their rules and only send letters on Sundays, and with their owls. Please do NOT send Whiskey here, and warn your family not to use Errol either, I don’t think they could survive the weather here and Durmstrang won’t like my using foreign owls.
She assured me that the letters arrive within the day, so that’s good. They have a training program for the owls, but I saw them, and they are bigger than usual. Maybe a cross-species with a magical creature?
I am trying to convince the headmaster to let me use her fireplace from time to time to talk to you. I was told that this school uses spells to keep the place warm and protected from the snow, and they don’t use the fireplaces. Ever. I will have to be very careful, and I’m still trying to figure out how to be discreet.
They obliviate you when you arrive. They say it’s because they don’t want the school to be found, so I expect to be obliviated after my return.
They gave me a language potion! I can’t wrap my mind around the fact that I will be able to talk to anyone. Can you imagine that? The possibilities? I would investigate how that magic works right now if I had time. Can you do me a favour? In the tower next to our house, where I work, I have a small blackboard with some notes. Can you write something in the lines of “translator charms” or similar? Just so I remember.
Tomorrow I will start as a healer. You wouldn’t believe how big is the hospital wing! The headmistress, professor Rhode, told me it is common that students experiment by themselves and they have this room fully equipped for patients. Not even St Mungo’s have this quality. I wish I wasn’t in these circumstances, so I could explore the place with more detail.
I know what I have to do if you know what I mean, but I still have to put everything in order and figure out how exactly I’m going to face the task. I have no idea where to start, and I will be anchored in the hospital wing, so I won’t have much freedom.
Oh! I have a bedroom to myself on the top floor of the castle, and the views are breath-taking. You would love this place: the grounds, the mountains, the forest, and the lakes! I can see a ship from here, the one you told me they used to get to the Three Wizard Tournament last year, I believe.
Things are going to be calm for now, classes start again in less than a week so there’s not going to be not much to tell the next days.
I’m going to have lunch now and then get a map of the castle to be able to move around here.
Love,
K
 With a kiss to the envelope, she handed the letter to the owl that hopped in circles in front of her. He chirped with excitement at his new quest and accepted the message before lifting into the air.
Kate leaned on the rail at the top of the owlery and admired the mountains. Her uniform was suited to the cold weather and let her enjoy the views.
The owl flapped its wings and disappeared through the low clouds that painted the horizon. She remembered Hogwarts and its owlery; how she used to spend many afternoons watching the sunset while the owls were still asleep. Even the not so pleasant smell of it had become something so familiar that she missed it when it wasn’t there. Kate’s smile vanished at the thought. There were too many things she wished that were there, but weren’t.
The whistling of an eagle caught her attention. She tried to focus on the bird, but it was flying in circles above the forest. She turned around and looked for an owl that wasn’t sleeping; she didn’t want to scare the poor thing.
She chose a horned owl that seemed curious about her movements and placed her hand in front of its beak to let it recognise her.
“Thank you, Professor McGonagall,” She drew her wand out and murmured “Strigiforma.”
A pair of opera glasses appeared in the owl’s place and she hurried to catch them before returning to the rail.
It wasn’t an eagle; it was a hawk. Kate didn’t know much about birds or their behaviour, but flying in circles above a certain spot didn’t seem very usual. Perhaps there was a prey in the forest, for it seemed riveted by the trees.
On its way back towards the owlery, the hawk seemed to advert Kate’s presence in the tower.
Faster than her eyes could register, the bird flew straight into Kate’s direction, only to change its course in the last second, passing over the roof.
Still confused with the events, Kate set the glasses on a nest nearby and turned them into its original form.
The owl scoffed indignantly and turned around to avoid her.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” She rounded the nest and offered her hand as a peace offer. The owl looked at it and then away, keeping its head as high as possible.
“I will bring you some treats as compensation, I promise.”
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Durmstrang Castle looked no smaller than Hogwarts from the inside. Kate managed to get to the library with great difficulty and had to suffer the taunts of some students when she asked for directions.
The library was a circular room, one of the towers, and was probably four stories high. Long tables occupied the centre of the room and each floor, visible from below, had small study areas.
Elegant chandeliers illuminated the place, but judging by the size of the windows, it would not receive much natural light throughout the day. This did not seem to bother the few people who were there. Perhaps they were used to the shadows, Kate thought.
Her attention was drawn to the golden, well-kept staircase upholstered with a red carpet that went up to the different floors with it. Just behind it, partially hidden behind black curtains, an empty table held the weight of more books than it should. It looks like my desk; she thought with a half a smile.
As she approached, she read the plaque propped up on one tower of books.
“If that book is not your thing, try to give the bell a ring.”
She scanned the place until she found a tiny bell hanging from the edge of the desk. With her index finger and thumb, she caught the string and hit it against the metal. Not hearing any noise, she tried again.
From the top of the tower, a bat hanging from one of the giant chandeliers broke loose from its resting place and plummeted to where Kate was standing. Flapping a couple more times, it flew over her head, causing her to jump. As it reached the desk, the bat changed shape, and a man dressed in an elegant black robe appeared.
“I heard you the first time.” He said with smiling eyes. “You don’t look like a student.”
“I am a new healer. Maybe you can help me, I’m looking for a map of the castle.” Kate looked at his face and could not help but feel a little envious; his skin seemed to glow, he had not a single wrinkle and his features were refined, almost translucent, as if made of glass. At first glance, it seemed that he was much older than Kate, but on closer examination of his features, it might have not been the case.
“Of course, I can help you. It’s my job.” A cloud of black dust appeared before her, and again the bat shot up. Kate followed its path up the first floor until it was out of sight.
After a minute, in which Kate shifted in her place several times, the sound of chains alerted her. She turned to the desk to find the librarian looking at her again. Her surprise must have been palpable, because the man snorted with amusement.
“Castles are particularly good at hiding secrets. Here, that’s for you.”
With a bow, he extended his arm and offered her a scroll. Kate went to accept it but held back before doing so.
“Am I allowed to borrow material?”
“I trust you will return it.” Kate nodded and accepted the scroll.
“I will. And thank you...”
“Corentin. At your service.” He said in a French accent before he turned into a bat one last time and flew to the lamp.
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Kate went around every corner, every corridor and every room she could. She was able to recognise many of the places Astrid Rhode had shown her, and she discovered many more.
After a while, she entered what appeared to be a trophy room. Multiple shelves of medals and cups adorned the walls. Quidditch, duelling, and arts. It was clear that Durmstrang had taught many powerful and skilled wizards and witches.
At the end of the hall, a gigantic painting that occupied practically the entire wall showed a portrait of a woman. It stood still, unlike many of the paintings that decorated the corridors. Still, Kate felt as if her eyes followed every movement.
“Nerida Vulchanova.” She read on the plaque “Architect and founder of the Durmstrang Institute.”
“Remarkable woman, Vulchanova,” said a voice behind her back.
A woman with a complexion as dark as her robes and a shaved head observed her from an armchair in the shadows. When she stood up, Kate recognised her from the documents Astrid Rhode had given her.
“Mer Yankelevich. You may call me Mer.” She reached out her hand and Kate accepted it, trying her best to pretend she didn’t know her. “I teach charms. Haven’t seen you around here before...”
“Kate. I’m a new healer.”
She didn’t seem to care what Kate could say to her. She immediately turned her gaze to Nerida’s painting.
“Did you know that this castle could not stand without magic?” She made a dramatic pause that Kate found extremely unnecessary. She focused on the teacher’s mind and found arrogance and a strong feeling of superiority. She was gloating over her knowledge.
“The castle was built in the 13th century, and you can tell by its style and the size of its walls However, it has a peculiarity that no other building has. It can be seen right here in this room. Can you guess what it is?”
Kate watched as the long earrings Yankelevich was wearing seemed to wriggle with the question and a strange feeling invaded her body. She turned around, inspecting the room more closely.
Before she could make any comment, the teacher decided to speed up the conversation.
“Sometimes the things we are looking for are right in front of our eyes.” She went to the large windows behind Kate and leaned against the sill.
“When a wall is thick and low, it’s harder to knock down than a tall, thin one. Durmstrang Castle is only four stories high, and the walls are extremely thick, as you may have noticed. Their task is to support the castle.”
She touched the glass a couple of times with her razor-sharp long nails and smirked at Kate’s expression at the sound.
“It looks like it’s made of water.”
“That’s because none of the castle windows are made of glass. Nerida Vulchanova knew perfectly well that you can’t put windows in walls that support the entire weight of the vaults.”
Kate’s stomach jumped at the words. While she knew that her brother’s memories will always accompany her until the day she died, sometimes a word or a person could trigger the darkest parts of her mind. She had learnt to control it, and slowly but surely those memories hurt less than the day before.
Yankelevich reached for the handle and opened the window, letting in the cold wind of January.
“If these windows were made of glass and not magic, all the walls and ceilings would fall down. Fascinating, isn’t it? They are also soundproof.”
“Incredible, yes. Are you interested in architecture?”
“More than teaching, perhaps. I’m passionate about finding hidden places.”
“I’m sure Durmstrang is full of them.”
“What are you doing here, anyway?” The teacher walked to Kate again, her back to the portrait. “I mean, here, in the trophy room.”
Kate raised the map and was about to explain how she explored the castle afternoon, when sounds of a fight alerted them. They looked at each other and hurried to the door.
“Say that again! Say that again!” a boy, probably in his third or fourth year, shouted while he pushed another student backwards.
“Your Dad deserved it! You are just a bunch of blood traitors! You and your stupid family!”
Everything happened so fast, it looked like someone had pressed a switch and from one second to another, both students were on the floor trying to punch and kick each other.
Kate’s eyes widened at the sentence. She was left frozen in place, unable to react fast enough to the situation.
She saw how they managed to get up, but they were still fighting. Some other students came to enjoy the show and the corridor rapidly filled itself with deafening screams of encouragement.
Kate stumbled as she was being pushed further away from the wrestling.
The map slipped from her hand in the commotion and she struggled to get on her knees to find it. From the corner of her eye, she saw how something fled from somewhere among the crowd. A book?
“What the...” Kate murmured when huge black clouds covered the ceiling of the hallway.
Sounds of a storm right above their heads made everyone stay motionless in their spots.
“What, in Vulchanov’s name, is happening here?” Headmaster Rhode’s voice sounded as if she was holding a megaphone. However, her hands were raised, controlling the rumble and lightning of the storm.
With a wave, the clouds dissipated as well as the students that opened a path for her to walk.
Kate noticed the blood in one of the boys’ nose and tried to reach them, pushing aside the curious souls that didn’t want to miss Astrid Rhode’s fury.
“What do you think you are doing? Fighting like a pair of water demons instead of duelling like civilised young wizards. I’ll throw you myself in the lake if that’s what you want?”
A pair of ‘No, professor.’ bounced against the walls and echoed in the tense stillness of the place.
“Let me see the nose,” Kate ordered. After a quick examination, she drew her wand out before saying “Episkey”
The cracking noise made more than one student hiss.
“Now everyone out of here. I don’t want to see you. Prepare everything for the new term that’s starting in a few days. Go.”
The corridor cleared, and Kate noticed the book that rested on the floor. Before she could grab it, Mer Yankelevich bent down and took hold of it.
“Advanced guide for curse-breaking.” she read “Someone’s been inquisitive these holidays. I’m going to return this to Corentin, now.” she added, laughing.
Astrid nodded first at the teacher and then at Kate, adding a hidden meaning unknown for Yankelevich.
She couldn’t identify what Rhode was trying to tell her until the headmaster’s gaze shifted almost imperceptibly towards Mer Yankelevich’s back. Kate inhaled and crouched, pretending to tie more securely the shoelaces of her boots.
When the charms teacher rounded the corner, Kate darted after her, trying to jog, avoiding touching the heel to the ground.
She pressed her back against the wall, turned her head slightly to spy to the other side and observed how Yankelevich opened a door to another corridor instead of heading to the library’s direction.
Kate spent the rest of the afternoon considering Mer Yankelevich a procrastinator or a liar, inclining herself for the latter.
[Part 3]
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theinquisitxor · 2 years
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What is Interlibrary Loan and Why You Should Use It
Inter-library loan (or commonly referred to as ILL) is a system of borrowing and lending in most public and academic libraries. Basically, if there is a book you want that your home library doesn’t have, they will borrow it from the nearest library and loan it out to you
Using interlibrary loan gets you stuff your library doesn’t have! Want an academic text , but it’s way too expensive? A college will send it to you! There’s a novel your library doesn’t have that you want to read? Get a copy by filling out a ILL form!
Need a college textbook? You guessed it!
It’s typically a free service in all public and college libraries
Some libraries have book scanners/copiers. No one will stop you from scanning sections of that textbook/journal/ article
You can also request scans of book chapters/articles
It keeps people (like me) with a job
You literally have access to almost any book /text/ movie in the world
The mail usually comes in quick, like 3-7 days
Interlibrary loan use has gone down since the pandemic, and if you want this awesome service to continue to exist, please use it!
Don’t feel bad that you’re making your library spend $ on getting material for you. Libraries budget for ILL stuff, and using it will only increase that budget!
Interlibrary loan is an amazing resource that not many use/know about. Your library will be ecstatic about you using it and it’s a good indicator for what libraries decide to purchase too!
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theinquisitxor · 1 month
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The librarian at my university who is the subject librarian for the Humanities has made a few comments in the past couple months like “when I retire in a few years…”
And I’m like: 👀
Her job would literally be my dream job!
That means I seriously have to start thinking about starting an English (or other humanities) Master’s degree very shortly after I finish my Library Science degree. And I would want to do it at the university I’m currently at so I can get to know the faculty and get my name around.
So possibly I would:
Graduate with my MLS Dec 2024
Start MA in English(?) in September 2025
Obviously I would not be guaranteed her job, and it would probably be a very competitive pool of applicants, but I would be setting myself up for a good application
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theinquisitxor · 4 months
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Between finishing another semester of grad school and starting a new job, I am Tired
Really looking forward to having over a month off from school
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theinquisitxor · 1 year
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Myself and the student library board is hosting a Blind Date With A Book event next week. Today I met with the students and we wrapped the books we bought and prepared for the event :)
Can you guess any of the books I selected?
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theinquisitxor · 2 months
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I took nine (9!) graduate classes in 2024, which was a lot…possibly too much to do to myself while working full time. However, it got me through a little over half of my masters + a certificate, so I can’t complain too much.
My entire existence was basically work and school, with only a little bit of the things I enjoy. In 2024 I’m deciding to scale it back. I’m only planning on taking 5 classes this year, as well as not participating in the orchestra I am in (for the spring at least)
I don’t regret focusing on my career and education so much, it paid off and I’m in a good place right now. But other things have fallen off my plate, and I can tell I need to shift focuses
So my main focus for 2024 is going to be: finishing my library degree BUT prioritizing my physical health and setting aside time each week for hobbies/crafting projects.
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theinquisitxor · 1 year
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A peek at the collection project I’ve been working on. It’s a diversity, equity, and inclusion centered space, and I’ve helped build this initial collection. The shelves/carts aren’t permanent and we’ll be getting a nicer shelving unit.
There’s no order or catalog for these books right now, and we felt that the collection should just be browsable. So we put them in color order 😂
There are a number of books here that I’ll be checking out to myself!
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theinquisitxor · 2 years
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Is it an absolute dream that I get to work in a library that looks like this? Yes
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theinquisitxor · 1 year
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Some photos from today :) Went on a little field trip with some of my coworkers down into the big city to meet colleagues at a different university and tour their library. And then we went to two city bookstores and got to pick out books for the library
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theinquisitxor · 5 months
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I started to make a little Halloween themed book display at the library! I may add more books, and possibly pick up some decorations from dollar store. It’s a mix of fiction and nonfiction spooky/horror/ghost story books! 🎃👻
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theinquisitxor · 1 year
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1st semester of grad school: this isn’t too bad, workload is about the same as undergrad
2nd semester of grad school: fuckkkkkk
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theinquisitxor · 6 months
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I have officially completed 1/2 of my master’s degree! 🥂🎉
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theinquisitxor · 1 year
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One of the things I started this semester at the library was becoming one of the staff advisors for our Student Library Advisory Board.
The board existed briefly pre-covid, but the library is trying to re-establish the group. There was one meeting last semester that only had ~3 students show up to :/
Since I was added as a staff advisor, I’ve been advertising as much as I possibly can. Our first meeting of the spring semester is tomorrow evening and I am 🤞🤞😅 that students show up
I’d be happy with a core group of 5-8 students, but I really have no idea. I no one shows up I’ll be sorely disappointed
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theinquisitxor · 11 months
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I was asked to present at work during an all-staff meeting about creating diverse collections
and one one hand: !!!!!!
but on the other hand: this is terrifying
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theinquisitxor · 1 year
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I set up a Black History month book display for the library, and got some good critique from one of our student workers. Which helped me come to realize that the books in our physical collection (social science, maths, technology) are not quite up to par with what they should be.
It’s almost entirely black history, trauma, and racism, and almost no Black joy. Which I found only a handful of physical books in the Catalog.
Our eBooks and overdrive collection are much better, but the library’s physical collection is showing it’s age. I know there are more at the other library on campus, but since we’re the sciences library, we don’t have those.
It’s something I should bring up. After years of white librarians and less physical books being added to the collection, we’re left with some distortion.
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