Headmaster Robert Merthin twiddled his thumbs behind his back as he walked merrily down the corridors of Hogwarts. He had no classes for the rest of the morning, so he did what he always did. Roamed about.

His aloof manner was off-putting for most people, but Robert honestly didn't care. His eccentricity was endearing to a lot of people too- not to mention his face. So, in all, he had a 50/50 popularity rate with the general public. Arrogant, but oddly likable.

He sipped his wooden flask of pumpkin juice, and then flicked his wand. It disappeared from his hand, but he knew it would be on his desk by now. He hummed the new Weird Sisters song to himself as he passed a couple of classrooms- content in his own company. As usual.