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SlytherinSistah 
"Antonio! Glad to see your face again! Heard you inherited my old office, my friend. Congratulations!" He boomed enthusiastically at the younger wizard while giving him a warm pat on the back. There was no one he could think of that would do a better job at teaching Divination.
His enthusiasm for Antonio's new teaching position cascaded over onto the student body when he saw Celandine Toussaint's prefect badge. Things were already going fabulously. Not bad. Not bad for opening feast.
Celandine overheard Professor Kapoor's booming voice as he spoke to Professor Dumont and looked that way in surprise and worry.
ZOMG so what class was Professor Kapoor taking if he was no longer teaching one of her favourite subjects in the world?
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Cassirin
"I appreciate loyalty, my dear, but if you don't report trouble to the Headmaster, how will I know about it?" She was just a precious little thing, wasn't she? And looking all concerned as if he'd asked her tell tales on her professors and friends. Young too... couldn't be less than a fifth year with that badge, but she wasn't much older than that.
"Perhaps you could report trouble to the good Professors as well as to me?" Just so long as he wasn't intentionally left out of the loop by the two men who had the greatest claim to the office he now held.
Celandine smiled at that.
"Well if they don't report to you sir, then I suppose I can do that." Her smile turned into a giggle but she soon cut herself off in surprise as she noticed a new professor join the table.
She knew who that was.
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Thomas_Duskurk Thomas waited as long as he dared. He would not risk anything so undignified as a tug on his leash. So, with most of the professors already seated, Professor Duskurk slipped into the great hall via the opening of a secret passage behind a tapestry (handy things, tapestries) and seemed to just appear behind his chair. He was good at subtle little tricks like that and they came as naturally as walking. He was wearing a conservative suit with a red tie. The robes of his suit were unwrinkled, black, and neither constricting nor billowing. Conservative. He did his best to smooth his expression into something that was, if not friendly, then at least not thoroughly disgusted.
He took a chair away from the headmaster amongst some of the other staff (no need to seem completely unfriendly), though he gave the much younger man a nod before taking his napkin off his plate and making a big production of unfolding it and smoothing it onto his lap. The place was crawling with students who didn't have enough decency to remain in their seats where they belonged. In his day students knew their place. Thomas gave a snort of disgust in response to his own internal ruminations and reached for his glass. Mr. Social he was not.
"My name is Professor Duskurk," he told the impertinent young lady who called him 'there'. Respect your betters was something everyone in this school would need to learn. He took a sip from his goblet and dabbed his mouth with his napkin.
She heard the confirmation she needed when the man introduced himself to the healer. Did... anyone recognise that name at
all? She looked around at the other ... badged people that had joined her, waiting for at least a flicker of recognition but.... nothing.
Cela was surprised but suddenly very eager and she perked up at the idea of all the things that she'd be able to learn in... well historically speaking, Thomas Duskurk taught Defense Against the Dark Arts, right? And that position had become open when Professor Kazimeriz has ordered Professor Lawson to switch.
So yay!
Celandine smiled at the new Headmaster and gave him a teeny curtsey.
"I'll return to my table now since it looks like almost all the Professors are here. It was nice to meet you sir." She waited to be dismissed and stood there sneaking excited and impressed little glances at Professor Duskurk.