 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
After the last time he tried to get a cappuccino from the Atrium cart had led to him wrangling acromantula, Valentin avoided the area around the Fountain of Brethren lest he get roped into another rescue mission. Valentin was a lot of things, but a hero was not on his resume. Well…maybe it was now. Because he had sure been instrumental with rescuing those people at the playground. Be that as it may, it wasn’t an experience that Valentin wished to recreate anytime soon. Nope. Valentin wasn’t an ‘in the field’ kind of wizard. He preferred the comfort of a desk chair and hot cup of coffee.
So, sipping a cappuccino that he had gotten on his way into the Ministry from a vendor in Trafalgar Square, Valentin leaned against the wall of the lift as he read an owl post from the Ministère des Affaires Magiques de la France. It seemed like things were a little off at home and, well, Valentin was happy he wasn’t there to have to deal with it. That being said, he was fielding some complaints regarding the shenanigans of the British students who were being schooled at Beauxbaton.
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