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sweetpinkpixie · 10-05-2018, 02:35 AM

Loosening his tie just a bit as he stepped inside the classroom, Derf was quick to note the general demeanor of Professor Marchand....who honestly just seemed to get sadder and sadder each term. Of course this term the Hufflepuff could venture more of a guess as to why...but it was almost like the man enjoyed being unhappy with how things kept going on, you know? Unlike others, and even with the way guilt shriveled up his moderately fragile heart, he was relieved not to see any food or drink in the classroom and quickly made his way over to a seat towards the middle of the classroom...

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

Chloe froze in the doorway to the classroom, observing the professor's big sad eyes with her own distraught expression. What was wrong with him? Was it the certainty of his own firing? Was it that his friends kept disappearing? Or was... it... that they were all so dumb and it broke his heart?

"Good day, Professor. I hope you're going somewhere pleasant for the winter holiday." She finally started moving again, much to the joy of anyone stuck behind her in the doorway. Chloe chose a seat in the middle of the room, somewhere easy to observe without being too extremely overt.

...to stand beside Chloe. "Hey," he whispered as he set his bag down and stood dutifully behind his chair. This rule....wasn't so bad. Standing until instructed to sit and all. The standing provided a better vantage point to take in the classroom too and the....various levels of carnage that the dummies were in.

So...this was going to be the next level of RICE then? Was there another grain for healing charms? CORN, perhaps? With the C being for Charms?

Derf merely offered the deputy headmaster and small smile. Had to be hard on him since, well, he was technically the right hand man in terms of titles...but clearly wasn't in Headmaster Scrimgeour's eyes. That title officially fell upon Professor Fletcher...which, well, did that make Professor Marchand even more disposable? Could someone be fired for being...too joyless? Derf had, well, sorta hoped that the man would have acted more like a Patronus Charm against the dementor dictatorship overtaking the castle...but alas.

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,139 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Loosening his tie just a bit as he stepped inside the classroom, Derf was quick to note the general demeanor of Professor Marchand....who honestly just seemed to get sadder and sadder each term. Of course this term the Hufflepuff could venture more of a guess as to why...but it was almost like the man enjoyed being unhappy with how things kept going on, you know? Unlike others, and even with the way guilt shriveled up his moderately fragile heart, he was relieved not to see any food or drink in the classroom and quickly made his way over to a seat towards the middle of the classroom... Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin Chloe froze in the doorway to the classroom, observing the professor's big sad eyes with her own distraught expression. What was wrong with him? Was it the certainty of his own firing? Was it that his friends kept disappearing? Or was... it... that they were all so dumb and it broke his heart? "Good day, Professor. I hope you're going somewhere pleasant for the winter holiday." She finally started moving again, much to the joy of anyone stuck behind her in the doorway. Chloe chose a seat in the middle of the room, somewhere easy to observe without being too extremely overt. ...to stand beside Chloe. "Hey," he whispered as he set his bag down and stood dutifully behind his chair. This rule....wasn't so bad. Standing until instructed to sit and all. The standing provided a better vantage point to take in the classroom too and the....various levels of carnage that the dummies were in. So...this was going to be the next level of RICE then? Was there another grain for healing charms? CORN, perhaps? With the C being for Charms? Derf merely offered the deputy headmaster and small smile. Had to be hard on him since, well, he was technically the right hand man in terms of titles...but clearly wasn't in Headmaster Scrimgeour's eyes. That title officially fell upon Professor Fletcher...which, well, did that make Professor Marchand even more disposable? Could someone be fired for being...too joyless? Derf had, well, sorta hoped that the man would have acted more like a Patronus Charm against the dementor dictatorship overtaking the castle...but alas. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like