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Would there ever be a nice, quiet term at Hogwarts? Norman doubted it if his three terms teaching here were anything to go by. First a blood supremacist cult, then an evil healer and her spiked candles, then cursed vines. He had a strong suspicion where they’d come from, but it didn’t matter now. The important thing was that they were finally rid of those things! Although he knew it was for the best, he couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for June losing the greenhouses. Speaking of whom… his blue-green eyes scanned the dais in search of the herbology professor, only to see her empty seat. Apparently he’d have to wait to offer his services in rebuilding the greenhouses.
“Good evening, all,” he greeted his colleagues as he took his usual seat at the far end of the table. Settling back in his chair, he allowed his gaze to wander to the students and the Ravenclaw table in particular. So far no sign of shenanigans… not that he expected it from this bunch. They’d done well in keeping up with their studies this year, in spite of the challenges the vines posed. Their House Cup victory was well-deserved!
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |