Even if one whispered the password to the gargoyle, it would not have budged. The headmaster was not in his office and, having learned his lesson from the niffler infestation last term, it was locked up tight. Instead of keeping busy in his office, Headmaster Sahnoun decided to position himself by the moving staircases, greeting and watching students as they went off to their next class or wherever they were running off to if they had a free period. And it was a good thing he was there at the moment, for a first year needed some redirection on which floor to get off on.
Once the hustle and bustle of the in-between periods had gone, the tall African casually strolled down the corridor back to his office. After turning a corner, he saw that two people were waiting for him, a Slytherin and Gryffindor by the looks of it. Though the latter didn't stick around very long.
"Good evening, young man," the man greeted as the boy passed by. Needless to say, he wasn't sure what that was all about. Then again, the boy looked young enough to be a first year. They were known for doing some bizarre things from time to time. Oh, to be young again...
Not long after, his gaze then turned onto the Slytherin as he inched forward. Once he was standing next to his gargoyle, Sahnoun said, "Ahh. Hello, Miss Franks-Mundie. What brings you here on dis fine evening?" He then waved a palm in front of the gargoyle, which obediently stepped aside and revealed the staircase. Looking back at the girl, he couldn't help but feel a somewhat anxious vibe coming from her. "Shall we head up to my office?" |