The Baron was not necessarily one for words. This was one such time. The ghost merely nodded to the current Slytherin Head of House - oh he had lost count of the numerous Heads that had come and gone over the centuries.

Sir Bloodiness was not completely unaware that a fair amount of students were displeased to see him. It would be unlike him to care what they or anyone else thought. He met Calliope’s gaze. He held it until she consumed some of her drink. JT’s acknowledgement was met with a subtle nod.

Clank! Clank!

The Baron hovered at the front of the common room. It was a gesture that portrayed remarkable interest in what the Slytherins had to say.