There was a regal air about the dark haired woman with violet eyes who strutted towards the Staff Table. From her expensive aubergine robes to designer dragonhide heeled boots, she looked out of place in the room. "Eww, what smells?" Xylia Wystan asked loudly as she passed each of the House Tables. "Oh, it's the smell of students. Disgusting."

Finally, she arrived at the Staff Table and sat down. This job was going to be interesting.