 Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Lars leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. Hopefully the seasoned staff made good judgment as to the head girl and head boy. It was not as if he would know any students, so all Lars could do was commit the two seventh years' names to his memory. Clifford and Anna. That was easy enough.
But Lars could not help but allow his eyes to widen slightly as the headmaster spoke. Security concerns? That did not bode well, and he scratched his nose as the talk moved on to career counseling and dilemmas regarding the grounds. Lars could not be happier that he was adept at transfiguration and did not have any need to venture out to the grounds. He was slightly allergic to freshly cut grass, after all. When he was younger, he had never wanted to go outside for fear that the grass would have been recently trimmed. Even as an adult he preferred the indoors. Lars returned his arms to their previous crossed position, slightly oblivious to the owners of the voices he was listening to. |