Merlin's Beard was that really the time?!

Harold was running late as he climbed into the Fire grate in the Broomsticks. He was supposed to be at the Castle helping with the evaluation of Mrs. Truebridge and he had allowed himself to get sidetracked with doing the pub's inventory. He threw a handful of Floo Powder into his specially one way, once use, Hogwarts Board approved Floo connection to the Board room.

*Crack!*

Harold stepped out of the green flames emitting from the fireplace and brushed a bit of soot off of his jacket. "So sorry, I'm late. Cassandra, Ian...Anastasia." he bowed heads to them each quickly as he took his seat beside the Board President. He simply sat there to watch, he wasn't going to take notes or anything.

He had missed what had just been said but Annie seemed to be holding up alright. He politely took a scone and tea from the House Elf and waiting for the meeting to go on.