Fredrick sat in his chair leaning comfortably on the back. He did not want to sit all perfect and formal. He knew about being formal and professional and thought half of it was a posture.

He listened to Erin's briefing apparently they would be babysitting a bunch of kids who were learning how to point there wand and babbling spells out. He knew some of that babbling meant just happening upon things that worked. Some of them with a bit of intent could even blow things up.

Fredrick chuckled at the notion that students would actually bother to write an application for a new spell they created. He knew if he was a student he wouldn't bother or even care about telling adults something cool that he found. Plus half of those students probably had no idea what they were babbling about when they did.

He certainly hoped he would not have to look at those applications if so he would replace all his quills in his desk with crayons. As most applications would probably end up with a do you even know what you are talking about in red crayon.

Fredrick said " Do you seriously believe that a student - show off Ravenclaws and teacher pets aside - would actually waste there time filling out such a form. Even if they did they probably would not even know what the spell did unless it did something simple. "

As far ideas Fredrick only had one this was entertaining. Like most bureaucrats he was surrounded by people filled with idealism. He had nothing to put on his desk as he was not used to being at one often. It was for moment and quick rush of paperwork. It did always impress him how girls fit so much in there bags an in out tray and a pencil holder. It shouldn't as even he knew spells that could shrink things down to a small size.