Scrimgeour was in his office reviewing what the Prefects had been writing in their black books, all of which they had been documenting as of late magically had compiled into his own black book. Of course, he was not surprised to see that certain student leaders were not doing their job to their fullest ability. One even, of course the male Hufflepuff, clearly thought he was above the system since he had made some additions to have points be added... those were discarded without hesitation.
But something rather interesting appeared just as he was about to close the book, something that triggered the headmaster. Professor Kennedy; tea and hot chocolate to Astronomy class by the lake for the entire class.
The man wasted no time at all to boom out of his office after having a brief conversation in by fireplace and quickly scribbling on a piece of parchment with full intent of making his way down to the lake.
Only, he didn't make it down to the lake just yet. As he made his way down the marble staircase, he caught sight of the very Prefect who had notified him of Kennedy's act of rebellion, the Head Girl, and O'Hara. The parchment he held was tucked inside one of his pockets.
"Good evening, O'Hara," he greeted the History of Magic professor, who was one of the few Hawthorne-hired staff members he was moderately pleasant to.
His glance at the woman was fleeting. Cold eyes locked on the two student leaders, who he knew were supposed to be present in Astronomy class. "And why are you two not down at the lake for your lesson? It is my understanding that there is a situation taking place there, which you should be monitoring and encouraging your peers to fall in accordance with the school rules."
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