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Fireheart · 01-09-2021, 07:32 PM

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Originally Posted by Zoe

Ever since the start-of-term feast and watching their headmaster's face melt from apparently the last headmaster of the school to his own face, Cornelia was interested in knowing more. The name of the potion Claudine had said he had taken had not been forgotten and neither were the million questions she had about it. Wanting answers from an expert, the first year decided to ask one of the older Slytherins where she could find their Potions professor's office.

And there she was. For a moment she stood outside the office door, her ear nearly pressed against it to see if she could hear if the professor was in. Nothing. Soon enough she balled her small hand into a fist and gave the door three knocks.

"Professor? Are you in? It's me. Cornelia Hemlock."

Shreya was rifling through the rather ridiculous amount of potionmaking guides and texts on her bookshelves, in search of some interesting potions to add to her lesson plans. Ever since the arrival of the Neo-Alliance, she had been rethinking her lesson ideas for the term. Between the Inquisitorial Squad lurking in the shadows to observe class sessions and Rosier requiring strict changes to the curriculum, Shreya didn't feel like any potion was safe to teach anymore. And her top priority was to avoid putting the children in any danger. If any of her lessons inadvertently came across as pro-Muggle, Merlin knew what could happen.

With a sigh, she leaned her head against the bookshelf, wondering what she would do. But her train of thought was interrupted by a knock at the door. A student! At least the children were always able to put a smile on her face, even during this dreary time. She opened the door with a smile.

"Ah, Ms. Hemlock! Come in, come in!" Shreya poked her head into the corridor to make sure the first year wasn't being followed by any squad members before gesturing to one of the chairs. "Make yourself comfortable. Can I pour you a cup of tea? Or perhaps you enjoy coffee?" She circled around to her beverage bar, today's set of golden robes billowing behind her. The students had been through so much lately. The least she could do was make them feel a little more comfortable by offering them a cozy drink. Shreya felt particularly worried for the younger children. Would this be the only Hogwarts they'd know? The thought distressed her, though she put on a convincing smile for Cornelia. She couldn't let the students know she was afraid.

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Fireheart DMT & DMLE Firecrab Join Date: Mar 2019 Location: Naboo Posts: 774 Hogwarts RPG Name: Avalon Sinclair Graduated Ministry RPG Name: Japser Cohen Magical Creatures	Quote: Originally Posted by Zoe Ever since the start-of-term feast and watching their headmaster's face melt from apparently the last headmaster of the school to his own face, Cornelia was interested in knowing more. The name of the potion Claudine had said he had taken had not been forgotten and neither were the million questions she had about it. Wanting answers from an expert, the first year decided to ask one of the older Slytherins where she could find their Potions professor's office. And there she was. For a moment she stood outside the office door, her ear nearly pressed against it to see if she could hear if the professor was in. Nothing. Soon enough she balled her small hand into a fist and gave the door three knocks. "Professor? Are you in? It's me. Cornelia Hemlock." Shreya was rifling through the rather ridiculous amount of potionmaking guides and texts on her bookshelves, in search of some interesting potions to add to her lesson plans. Ever since the arrival of the Neo-Alliance, she had been rethinking her lesson ideas for the term. Between the Inquisitorial Squad lurking in the shadows to observe class sessions and Rosier requiring strict changes to the curriculum, Shreya didn't feel like any potion was safe to teach anymore. And her top priority was to avoid putting the children in any danger. If any of her lessons inadvertently came across as pro-Muggle, Merlin knew what could happen. With a sigh, she leaned her head against the bookshelf, wondering what she would do. But her train of thought was interrupted by a knock at the door. A student! At least the children were always able to put a smile on her face, even during this dreary time. She opened the door with a smile. "Ah, Ms. Hemlock! Come in, come in!" Shreya poked her head into the corridor to make sure the first year wasn't being followed by any squad members before gesturing to one of the chairs. "Make yourself comfortable. Can I pour you a cup of tea? Or perhaps you enjoy coffee?" She circled around to her beverage bar, today's set of golden robes billowing behind her. The students had been through so much lately. The least she could do was make them feel a little more comfortable by offering them a cozy drink. Shreya felt particularly worried for the younger children. Would this be the only Hogwarts they'd know? The thought distressed her, though she put on a convincing smile for Cornelia. She couldn't let the students know she was afraid.