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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
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| lots of mentions and heavily rearranged :3 astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Charles was acutely aware of Ryder off to his side, but the man's attention was almost entirely on his pseudo-son being affectionately squished in his arms. And yes, he WAS quite chumming with Bennet - we see you too, young man. But yes, he would be letting go of the Head of Security now. Well, once he put the young lad back on the ground that is. "TWO!" he cheered, even offering a small round of applause before nudging him with his elbow. "Attaboy!" He was going to have to hear all the fine details later - birthdays and such - so he could prepare accordingly. And it was taking the man ALL of his self restraint not to pull out his leather photo album from his breast pocket to show Simon aaaaaaaaaaaall the marvelous pictures of his grandchildren. "We will have to have a proper chat later." Lunch perhaps, but for now he needed to continue to mingle amongst his employees and get to know - at least on a basic level - with whom he would be leading and working along side. "Enjoy the rest of your evening and try to relax a bit. We will be in touch."
His people would contact Simon or perhaps he would swing by Level Two himself for a surprise inspection and visit one day. He preferred to keep people on their toes, after all.
Offering the occasional grin and unsolicited plug for the cucumber sandwiches to anyone who he happened to pass by, the Minister for Magic offered Cole an approving nod. Yes, he ought to try the sandwiches...and perhaps do something about that long face of his. Not the way he would like for one of his department heads to start the working year off with - looking a bit down in the dumps. Hmmmm. Perhaps he was reading a bit too much into it...or perhaps he ought to touch base with him.
"Ah THERE is my right hand," he GRINNED upon seeing January and those charming rosy cheeks of hers. He could pinch them and cause another scene but he knew better. He was unaware as to anything in particular being off in regards to her private life and was a bit too caught up in the evening to notice any sort of hesitation in her movements. She was, and always had been in his company, quite poised. Nor was he aware of the duo of Aurors carefully observing her. "I trust I can count on you to offer a few words after my toast?"
This was him being considerate and alerting her that she WOULD be required to say a few words. You're welcome.
"Laila, charmed to meet you," he greeted the new Games and Sports employee with a delicate shake of the hand. "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. You'll find that Mrs. Culloden is quite the passionate leader and I can personally guarantee that she has some outstanding work planned out for the department this coming year." So he would be quite keen to see just how she fit in with the already well established level.
Grabbing himself a bubbly to sip, he turned his attention back to one Laurel Vance. "No I do not believe he does. Takes after his mother in that regard." His darling little chestnut had never quite found an interest in the subject, not that him himself care all that much for it either. "He takes more after his father when it comes to academia, Potions and Alchemy being of particular interest, though he does put his full effort into whatever subject he is studying." He grandson was so terribly bright. Brighter than he was at that age.
He was pleased to see Kendra making SOME effort. He had things to discuss with her as well - it was difficult not to go over the check list every time he saw a department head - and namely matters with the revision of Apparition instruction. He offered her a polite smile before setting down his now empty glass of bubbly and grabbing another.
"Hmm...ought to get this toast together then," he mused to himself upon glancing at his wrist watch. Just...needed to meander himself over to the front of the room and on to the platform there... ☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆ Sweet solstice. Had there always been so many former students of his at the Ministry? It was starting to feel like the Arches Cluster over here.
Tugging on his tie a bit - but NOT loosening it because that would look sloppy - he grabbed a drink and looked to Maddox (after catching Miss Cambridge's look as well and returning a salute of his own). Or rather, his attention was FORCE there seeing as his colleague had his paws around his shoulders...and on his suit. The man didn't have any stray hairs clinging to his clothes...did he? Had he been staying out of that feline form since the meeting? "Yes, seems the man is inclined towards the physical forms of affection," he noted while taking a rigid sip from his glass. Orion help him if the Minister made any attempt to hug the astronomer. As for the loud, well, Airey could hardly comment to that. He was rather robust himself. "I would rather like to avoid ALL four legged things for as long as possible," noted rather pointedly as he rubbed the back of his neck and felt something cold and slimy there. "Bloody h---" he grumbled, bringing his hand around in front of his face. "I'm going to have to get a team in to check out the Thought Chamber. Have anyone in your department up to the task? Solid in potions and a firm background in charmswork."
The tap tap of a cane drew Airey's attention. Adam, that poor bloke could never seem to catch a break when it came to the Department of Mysteries. "Remind me to give that fellow a raise."
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