Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch Regina did not like the tone of the Head of Security was giving. Not one bit. Her eyes were focused on the goblin, taking in every word he said. Then another goblin was chanting that there was a thief. One of her students attempted to steal from the bank? That sounded absolutely preposterous to the headmistress. For the most part anyway.
But it was absolutely preposterous that Emmalyn Walsh had taken something. Of all of the students there, the Hufflepuff was the last person the woman would have thought would do such a thing because she was the farthest thing from being a rotten ashwinder egg. She looked at the girl, who was tearing up, and knew, deep down, that there was no way the second year was a thief.
"Well," the headmistress said, looking at the goblins who were around, "it looks like you've got possession of your coin again. I can handle the situation from here -- the student discipline side of things." Not that she would actually be disciplining someone who she believed to be innocent.
Her head then turned toward the students that were in the area, after a silver alligator whizzed off to fetch the others and direct them to the gift shop exit. "We're leaving."
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