Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Ryden took a moment to look friendly at the new comer, who introduced herself as Victoria. The worried expression returned however when she affirmed that the hag professor is true.
The man kept his silence as he mulled over things, wondering why the bloody hell those members of the Hogwarts board allowed such thing to happen. Were the members of the board poisoned by somebody so that a hag could infiltrate the school? “Something is not right there.” He said, addressing to the woman, Michele, in front of him, “I don’t think there has been an intervention until the hag could no longer control herself. What were the professors doing? There was no action from the Interim Headmistress, right until our children were out there in the cold ready to be turned into stew.” Ryden let out an exasperated sigh, and did not notice the others arriving. “I’m pretty sure the other wizarding schools have their own issues as well, but this hiring of a hag as a teacher is way beyond stupid...”
Turning his attention now to the Department Head, Ryden nodded. “No casualties at least, Gid,” According to his son’s letter that is, unless of course Jace decided to omit a few, but more important details. “But the Ministry should do something to prevent this tampering of ingredients to happen again.” Ryden picked up the letter again and shook his head, “Could you imagine the damage it would have brought if the School Healer’s potions were tampered with?” The Wizarding Healers Organization will not be happy about it one bit. “Maybe you should send our Quality Control Officers to the local Apothecary? We have to make sure that our local potion ingredients are supplied and shipped properly.” Hopefully the shopkeepers aren’t getting their supplies from the Black Market. “I will try and make an appointment with the Hag Specialist at the Magical Creatures Department too.” Ryden opened his journal and added that to his agenda for the day. He needed answers on how to handle a hag, just in case, hopefully the specialist is nowhere near like a hag.
Setting his pen down and closing his journal for the meantime, Ryden turned to another newcomer, and gave her a somewhat pleasant smile. “I believe so, yes. It is an old bastion of magic, history, and adventure. I suppose it is just living up to its name.” He need not mention the accidental deaths during his last year, no? “I’m Ryden Reed, the new Foreign Relations Officer. It is my pleasure to meet you Consul Westergaard.” He said inclining his head to the woman.
And as he looked around the table, he was sort of surprised to see how many people have arrived. “Good morning everyone. I’m truly sorry to dampen the day’s mood with such news. I’m Ryden Reed. New Foreign Relations Officer.” He smiled at the members of the DIMC. Merlin, he did not mean for everyone to hear his concern.
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