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Rain or shine, the Great Hall continues to be the hub of the school. Four long tables, one for each House as defined by the banners floating above them, are stationed in the enormous room facing the raised table reserved for the school staff. Already placed on the tables are silver plates with accompanying cutlery and goblets. Mountains of food and pitchers containing your favourite beverages are at your fingertips.
Whether you arrived for breakfast, lunch, or dinner on time or late, feel free to dig in as the headmistress has no speech to give. Keep yourself preoccupied by catching up with your fellow housemates or those who are visiting from the other tables while sink your teeth into the hearty and delicious meal prepared by the house-elves. Just remember to display proper eating etiquette and don't get any funny ideas. Food is to be eaten, not thrown across the dining room. Wasting food will come at a price that you will not like to pay.
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Patrick plopped down at the Slytherin table ready to get some food. He was so hungry it seemed like he always was these days. His mom swore it only happened when he was getting ready to grow. Although these days it felt like he was too tall as it was. He wasn't ready to break the 5 foot club. Being above 6 foot would be weird, although he supposed it wouldn't be that weird since he was about to be sixteen.
Grabbing some of the food from the middle of the table he set it down on his plate and grabbed a glass of water. No more pumpkin juice for him after the beginning of the term. He didn't need to be expressing his feelings to people because of a potion. No no no. He was going to keep it safe.
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Lucas would never ever ever miss a meal but today, he was getting very close to. See, he'd snuck his way into the Astronomy Tower because today felt like a gazing-at-stars day and he knew that it would make him feel calmer again. What he didn't know was that he'd spend sooo much time there that he'd now be running LATE. For food!
It was because of this that the boy found himself sprinting down the stairs against the crowds of students as quickly as his small legs could carry him. Normally, he would be more gentle and wouldn't be pushing his way past people but uh....... he just wanted those chicken nuggets, okay?
Entering the Great Hall, the boy paused only to take a DEEP breath - you couldn't feast if you were running out of breath - before going towards one of the tab-
Oh. Uh.
So, the Great Hall was empty??
Well, that was a lie because there were still some students here. But the food? Frowning, he started walking up the Hall, looking this way and that for a plate of food but all he could see were empty plates and emptier tables. Was he really that late? Was everything GONE?! Surely, he wasn't that late, right?
This was not good this was really not good.
To make things worse, his tummy let out a very deep but very loud rumble. Right in the middle of the Great Hall.
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Mornings really weren't his thing. Especially on the weekend when mornings were meant for catching up on all those extra ZzzZZs. Not today though. Nope, today Max had woken up bright and early and made his way to the Great Hall still in his jammies and sporting a mop of mussed up bed hair. He'd also forgone his usual place at the Slytherin table and had opted for a spot with the Hufflepuffs.
And the reason for this uncharacteristic behaviour???
Well, because there was a certain person he was rather fond of who WAS a morning person and he reckoned after her usual morning run she was gonna need a breakfast of champions. OJ? Sausages? Eggs? Bacon? Toast? He had it all waiting and ready.
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Mornings really weren't his thing. Especially on the weekend when mornings were meant for catching up on all those extra ZzzZZs. Not today though. Nope, today Max had woken up bright and early and made his way to the Great Hall still in his jammies and sporting a mop of mussed up bed hair. He'd also forgone his usual place at the Slytherin table and had opted for a spot with the Hufflepuffs.
And the reason for this uncharacteristic behaviour???
Well, because there was a certain person he was rather fond of who WAS a morning person and he reckoned after her usual morning run she was gonna need a breakfast of champions. OJ? Sausages? Eggs? Bacon? Toast? He had it all waiting and ready.
True to form Bel came in all sunshine and energy. She'd been for her run and showered and her hair was still damp in its messy ponytail. And looooooooooooooook who was sitting at HER table. Bel was pretty SURE that Max hadn't become buddy buddy with too many other Hufflepuffs so she took for granted that he was waiting for her. She slipped in next to him and eyed all the food on the table as she dropped her book bag beneath it.
"Hungry?" She asked teasingly and gave his hair a ruffle. Max Carden's bedhead was adorable, let it be known.
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True to form Bel came in all sunshine and energy. She'd been for her run and showered and her hair was still damp in its messy ponytail. And looooooooooooooook who was sitting at HER table. Bel was pretty SURE that Max hadn't become buddy buddy with too many other Hufflepuffs so she took for granted that he was waiting for her. She slipped in next to him and eyed all the food on the table as she dropped her book bag beneath it.
"Hungry?" She asked teasingly and gave his hair a ruffle. Max Carden's bedhead was adorable, let it be known.
Aha! She’d made it in the nick of time! Any longer and he’d have polished off all the extra crispy bacon, the absolute best bits. “Always,” he responded with a lazy smile and a shrug, paying no mind to the hair ruffling. “But no, this is for you. I figured you’d be hungry.” All that running she did had to burn a lot of energy, y’know. “I’m gonna prepare you the best breakfast sandwich of your life. I hope you're ready.”
Except, not really because technically he hadn’t prepared the food. Uhhhh. He was gonna assemble the best breakfast sandwich!
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Lucas would never ever ever miss a meal but today, he was getting very close to. See, he'd snuck his way into the Astronomy Tower because today felt like a gazing-at-stars day and he knew that it would make him feel calmer again. What he didn't know was that he'd spend sooo much time there that he'd now be running LATE. For food!
It was because of this that the boy found himself sprinting down the stairs against the crowds of students as quickly as his small legs could carry him. Normally, he would be more gentle and wouldn't be pushing his way past people but uh....... he just wanted those chicken nuggets, okay?
Entering the Great Hall, the boy paused only to take a DEEP breath - you couldn't feast if you were running out of breath - before going towards one of the tab-
Oh. Uh.
So, the Great Hall was empty??
Well, that was a lie because there were still some students here. But the food? Frowning, he started walking up the Hall, looking this way and that for a plate of food but all he could see were empty plates and emptier tables. Was he really that late? Was everything GONE?! Surely, he wasn't that late, right?
This was not good this was really not good.
To make things worse, his tummy let out a very deep but very loud rumble. Right in the middle of the Great Hall.
As much as Kaysha had tried to complete grading papers in time to grab some food, she had failed miserably. The reason she had not paused to take a break was because she had been on a roll and when that happened, she didn’t want to disrupt her concentration. After the last paper had been put away and she looked at the clock in her office, she was dismayed to find that almost an hour had passed from when she was supposed to be at the Hall.
Without hesitation, she locked her office then made her way to the Great Hall. She scanned the place to note that there were just a few students milling about. Having always been punctual for her meals, Kaysha didn’t quite know what to expect. It was only upon a closer look that she realised that practically all the foods had disappeared thanks to ravenous kiddos.
A rather loud rumble which sounded very much like an extremely hungry stomach. “Mr. Dakest, was that you?’’ Kay asked curiously.
It was a late at night and quite dark. All the fires were put out but the mutant did not care about this. It bounced its way to the Great Hall. The mutant wanted to CHOMP!! on something.
Squeeeeeeee!!
That table would work!!
The Mutant POOFED! over to the table where the humans in green robes normally sat. It opened its mouth wide. SPLINTER!! CRACK!! CHOMP!! In a few quick bites the table was almost all gone. The mutant gave a lout burp. That hit the spot. .
It hopped back out the way it had come leaving in its wake a small piece of the Slytherin table. There were teeth indentations on the wood.
Maxie's arms were full to the brim with parchments, books, quills... And the tattered remains of his bag (which had ripped earlier and was yet to be fixed), he was hoping one of the older Hufflepuffs would be willing to repair the bag before the next round of classes started, but that thought went right out the young boy's head.
He dropped everything, literally.
The table- the Slytherin table- it was very much gone. "w-what?" the boy yelped out, his eyes the size of quaffles.
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As much as Kaysha had tried to complete grading papers in time to grab some food, she had failed miserably. The reason she had not paused to take a break was because she had been on a roll and when that happened, she didn’t want to disrupt her concentration. After the last paper had been put away and she looked at the clock in her office, she was dismayed to find that almost an hour had passed from when she was supposed to be at the Hall.
Without hesitation, she locked her office then made her way to the Great Hall. She scanned the place to note that there were just a few students milling about. Having always been punctual for her meals, Kaysha didn’t quite know what to expect. It was only upon a closer look that she realised that practically all the foods had disappeared thanks to ravenous kiddos.
A rather loud rumble which sounded very much like an extremely hungry stomach. “Mr. Dakest, was that you?’’ Kay asked curiously.
In any other situation, Lucas would've been very embarrassed about his stomach but not today. Today, he was too busy looking for those chicken nuggets he liked so much. Besides, no one had heard his stomach, right?
WRONG.
The boy paused. His eyes widened at the sound of a voice that, well, sounded like it was talking to him. Was there another Mr Dakest here? Nope! It wasn't long before his heartbeat quickened and his palms started sweating while his brain...... well. His brain didn't know what to say. What do you say to that?!
He turned around slowly, only to find himself looking directly at the Muggle Studies professor. Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no. "Uh....." This was worse than he'd expected because, of all people, it was a PROFESSOR who'd found him. And not just any professor, one he actually liked.
Could he run? Now?
"I, uh...... yes." Pause. "No." Another pause. "Maybe? I mean...... the Great Hall is loud and maybe it's..... started...... making noises?" He didn't really know what he was saying, all he knew was that he couldn't add ANOTHER person to the list of people he'd embarrassed himself in front of. One was enou-
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It was a late at night and quite dark. All the fires were put out but the mutant did not care about this. It bounced its way to the Great Hall. The mutant wanted to CHOMP!! on something.
Squeeeeeeee!!
That table would work!!
The Mutant POOFED! over to the table where the humans in green robes normally sat. It opened its mouth wide. SPLINTER!! CRACK!! CHOMP!! In a few quick bites the table was almost all gone. The mutant gave a lout burp. That hit the spot. .
It hopped back out the way it had come leaving in its wake a small piece of the Slytherin table. There were teeth indentations on the wood.
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"Uh....... Professor? I don't think we're the only hungry ones here." Did she see what he see? It was nearly GONE! The Slytherin table! POOF! There were three and a bit tables left now and he was sure that there weren't a handful of Slytherins left in the castle. Unless there were.
Were there a handful of Slytherins left? Had that.... that thing eaten all the Slytherins as well??
Instead of struggling to think, his brain had started thinking too much about the thing and eating people and.....
...... and then he started screaming. Internally. But he was screaming.
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The great hall should have been a safe place, right?? It was one where eating took place and the annual sorting in September. It was a place to get to know your housemates, where you first met them. It was a place where in some situations, even warranted the tables being removed to add as extra sleeping quarters in extreme emergencies.
It was not a place where one would have expected only one house table to be missing?? Save for some shreds of wood?
"Mr Anderson-Belfort? Any idea what happened to the Slytherin table?" Because the first year surely saw something, hadn't he?? And no, Amelia wasn't blaming him. Her tone was level and one of curiosity. Oh Lucas Dakest and the Muggle Studies Professor were here here too; perhaps one of them saw something??? Anything?
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Wide awake and ready for some breakfast, Kassie entered the Great Hall to find a bit of a to-do going on. It only took a millisecond to catch sight of what the problem was. "Who did what with the Slytherin table?" Surely one of the professors already in attendance would have an explanation.
"Maxie? Lucas? Did either of you have anything to do with this?" She had no idea how either of them could have gotten rid of or destroyed an entire table. Kassie then noticed the little bit of wood left and took a closer look. "Wait. Are those bite marks?"
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One goes out for fresh air and a little exercise and comes back to slightly raised voices and commotion.
His timing left a lot to be desired... If it hadn't been for curfew soon, he'd still be out on the pitch. And given that the large double doors were wide open... it didn't hurt to be a little nosy, right? Besides, there was a young Puffer teammate in there. Maybe they needed help getting back to Hufflepuff...
Huh.
"Maxie? Everything alright?" Aaron had his broom propped over his shoulder, only then noting that something was different about the setup in the large Hall. Wait...
Like THREE whole tables, and a small piece of a fourth...
Spell gone bad?
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Wasn’t Lucas adorable?
Even with his sputtering and obvious embarrassed look Kay found him to be. The reactions just made her grin, momentarily causing her to forget her own hunger. “Shall I tell you a secret? My stomach’s making the unfortunate sound of a whale dying. I completely forgot to come get food earlier.’’ She hoped that Lucas would feel better about his own stomach too. Her stomach was actually making sounds as she was sure it was completely empty: no water, no food. “If we find nothing to our liking, would you fancy a trip to the Kitchen?’’
Naturally they weren’t the only hungry ones. Those kiddos who were still milling around- Kay's gaze had slid past the Slytherin table or rather... where the Slytherin table should be. She stared and stared as though she were in a yogibogeybox. But she was not. “You don’t think... not those creatures?’’ Protective instincts rose up inside of her and the Professor automatically moved closer to Lucas as though to shield him from the creatures, even if she could see none.
There were her colleagues, Amelia and Kassandra, and Hufflepuff Aaron and Maxie who no doubt had noticed the carnage a lot faster than either her or Lucas. Kay shook her head. “It was like that. I didn’t see anything. Did you, Mr. Dakest?’’
Alice had been doing an extra patrol that morning. That explained her absence at the breakfast table, but what explained her reasoning for patrolling so early in the morning. The answer to that question was the same answer to the question of what had eaten the Slytherin table. Now here she was, and it was clear that she had been looking in the wrong places and at the wrong times.
"Oh, we know what did this," she said, interjecting herself into the conversation with Kay, Kassandra, and the screaming student.. She pointed at the spot where the table should have been. "Looks like the creatures who ate my desk and who ate poor Professor Dopple were back for more last night. These things won't stop until we catch them."
Curse these unruly beasts! How was Alice supposed to catch them if they came out only when she was sleeping?!
a lot was happening. a lot, a lot. The table was the least of maxie's worries because there was a swarm of professors like he'd never seen before. Did they think he'd done this? he- he absolutely had not- he wasn't even remotely magically capable of anything close to vanishing a whole table.
H-he'd prove it, somehow- he wasn't sure exactly what that somehow entailed but Maxie Barton Anderson-Belfort was not going down like this.
"I- I-I-I-"cut it out, Anderson-Belfort. "I d-didn't s-see a-a-nothing- anything. It w-was there one minute a-a-and g-gone the next!" Maxie said, flinching with each botched word. They had to believe him.
"A-aaron-" He said with relief, so happy to see his teammate that he nearly leapt over to hug him- nearly being the key word. "N-Nothing i-is alright- the table's gone missing and P-P-Professor S-Sutton T-think I d-did it." She also seemed to believe Lucast (he thought that was the other boy's name) might have done something but Maxie was much more fixated on himself. His large eyes were practically begging for help.
His spilled ink pot had thoroughly soaked through his Air Force Ones but Maxie didn't even notice.
The Creatures. The mutants. Maxie was a tall boy but he suddenly felt very, very small. "See! See! I-it wasn't me!!" Professor O'hara was just as frightening as any unseen creature - if he was honest - but right now Maxie as practically ecstatic she'd suddenly shown up.
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The Slytherin table chomping mutant had hurried back to The Horde to inform them of the fun it had in the Great Hall. Feeding off of the pink fluffy’s excitement, The Horde moved through the halls, chomping items along the way, and continuing to multiply.
They poured into the Great Hall and headed straight for the Hufflepuff table.
CHOMP!
CHOMP!
Splinter, Crack
CHOMP!
The Horde finished off the entire table before realizing they were not alone. The pink mutants were shaking and wide-eyed as they scampered off like roaches with the lights flicked on. The last time there had been crowds, they’d tried capturing and chasing them away. No more, please.
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Lucas didn’t know why but Professor Stewart’s comment about a dying whale made him smile. Really. He looked down at his stomach and then up at her again and let out the smallest of giggles.
Maybe the Great Hall really did make noises.
A trip to the kitchens didn’t sound bad and even if the portrait was gone, he was sure Stewart knew a way inside because she was a Professor. She probably knew a lot of secrets that he didn’t know. Lucas nodded along, and was about to open his mouth to ask about one of these secrets when-
.............
Uh. Okay.
When did all these people arrive?!
The boy instinctively cowered, choosing to move closer to Professor Stewart. He didn’t...... really..... know anyone else who was here - and didn’t really like any of the subjects the other Professors taught - so the Muggle Studies Professor was his safety. Yeah.
But even through all of this, he couldn’t tune out what some of the others were saying and he....... frowned. Was Sutton suggesting he did something to the TABLE?! The cowering immediately stopped and he found himself frowning, first at Professor Sutton and then over at-
JÓ?! JÓZEF WAS HERE?!
But..... squint. Something seemed..... off with Jó. And he was stuttering? That didn’t seem right. Wasn’t Jó the cool type who walked like he’s cool and talked like he’s cool and..... and......
Right. Yeah.
The frown only deepened. Whether it was Józef or not, he didn’t care. His heartbeat quickened; it was now thumping so loudly, he could hear it in his ears. Nothing really mattered right now apart from what Professor Sutton had said about him and possibly!Jó.
”We wouldn’t EAT a table!”
...........
.................
Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no.
"Uh...... I mean......" Did it suddenly get very hard to breathe? Where did all the air go? "We wouldn’t do that! It just...... happened. I know we’re hungry but I came to eat chicken nuggets, not a table." His mouth was spilling out words and his brain was, uh, panicking? Yeah. But he tried not to show any of that. Instead, he simply crossed his arms across his chest, as if to prove a point.
Lucas glanced around at the others, at O’Hara - whom he still didn’t really like because of, uh, events from the previous term - Adara, then at Aaron Botros and, finally, back at Stewart when she asked a question. He shook his head sharply before saying, "I didn’t see anything. We were just talking and then..... POOF! Go-"
............
"Uhhh....... Professor?" They were coming. They came after the Slytherin table and now the Hufflepuff one and then they were going to come after them.
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Kalen was a little late to breakfast that morning, he had been up late grading papers and had slept in a little bit. The man was happy though, he was smiling and whistling a soft tune as he entered the great hall, his thumb was tracing something on his finger when he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw that not only was the Slytherin table gone..
But The Hufflepuff one was as well.
His green eyes went wide as he noticed something pink scatter away from the table and he groaned softly, those dang mutants.
They needed to do something about them!
“I take it they ate they table then?” Kalen directed his question to the various students and Professors standing there. After all he had seen them eat a person, a table wasn’t at all out of the ordinary.
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Who was this, a new student?
NAH, JOKES. He was way too tall and well-developed to be a student. He was James Draper: former Gryffindor turned CoMC Professor, adamant nemesis of Poncho Paul, and newly hired Ministry Department Head for the Department of Creatures and something or another that Ariana can't at the moment recall.
Hogwarts was under attack. And who're you gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS! But not today.
Today you were stuck with James Draper, DMC crew, and that other department (DMAC).
The Department Head stepped ahead of the rest of the Ministry folks and walked into the Great Hall. Act I, Scene I: Breakfast. Ah. Yes. The tables. They were... gone. Mostly. Being back here reminded him of every reason why he had left in the first place. Good choices all around.
Now which one was the Headmaster?
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Caleb entered the great hall. It had only been two years since he was here last as a student. Now he was a ministry employee. Yes? Yes. Holding a spare cage, he observed the scene in front of him. Mutants were everywhere, did one bite a student yet? He hoped not. Was he too late? PRobably. Meh, better late then never he guessed. That was until he saw his boss. Oops. Sorry. He continued observing as he walked closer to everyone else.
Derek wasn't exactly a pest control specialist, but he had dealt with a good number of somewhat similar... incidents at the Ministry and was now well-seasoned in that kind of thing.
Nothing surprised him anymore, one could say.
That was why he was unfazed when he saw a few of the Great Hall's tables missing. Still, what a situation they had there. A professor had been eaten. Merlin's beard. It was almost as bad as that one time his entire lab was destroyed by some ridiculous creatures.
The man felt a strange sensation as he walked into the Hall. He had both good and bad memories from the place, but the good outweighed the bad, for sure. Or just about.
Derek didn't linger on that at all because feelings were useless, so he followed the other Ministry personnel inside and looked around, assessing the situation at hand as best as he could.
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If there was ever a week that Eliora had wanted to grace the halls of Hogwarts again at breakfast time, it was not this one. She fell into step with James as they led their employees into the Great Hall. For once, she was without coffee. For this was important and she could get more than enough coffee after this. Her first question... "Have they been eating off the floor then?" You know... with tables missing?
She set the cage she had arrived with down at her feet and folded her arms, sparing a glance behind her at the employees and making sure they all had cages also. If not, someone was in for a rollocking later and this Department Head would make sure they regretted it.
Like how she was regretting being here. She could already smell teenage desperation. Ugh.
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Granted, Aaron was still flying high on on those feel-good exercise endorphins, meaning some of the seriousness of the situation had escaped him. BUT....one thing that hadn't was that his teammate was upset... And that was just unacceptable! Adrenaline wasn't helping him to focus, but as he stood there, listening to the present professors speaking.... some of the pieces were finally falling into place.
The Slytherin table had been eaten. Consumed! Something had come in and just started chomping away with people present in the room. So... whatever... or whoever... the culprit was, they didn't mind an audience... And.... they'd also eaten Professor Dopple. Aaron had wondered about the elderly lady's new Ghost status, but thought it might be rude to ask questions about it. If she was willing to go on, who was he to speak against it. Hogwarts had hosted Ghost professors before, after all. Didn't seem that shocking at this point.
Whew, so .... this was another dangerous situation. If people weren't exm-.......
.........The Hufflepuff jumped, eyes widening comically a his own house table began disappearing before his very eyes. What.....what??? Feel-good endorphins vanishing at the speed of light, he swung his gaze around to stare at the professors who were present, and then down to Maxie. "... I think you're off the hook." If he sounded slightly panicked, accurate. Had that been the thing... or...things? wrecking havoc on the school this year?... All the vanishing furniture... and THE BULLETIN BOARD...
Man, sorry about the blame, Peeves.
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That unmanly scream that echoed into the Great Hall from somewhere in a corridor close by? That was just the Headmaster suddenly running into a large horde of pink fluffy things as they scampered by him. Nothing to worry about here. Keep it moving on to breakfast. Everything was fine, he was still alive and simply taken by surprise.
Looking around to see if anyone had heard that, the man finally entered the ha—
Eh?
Malachi paused a moment. It was about time for breakfast so the crowd gathered didn’t surprise him just all the new folk—oh! OH! “You must be from the ministry. Please. We’ve been expecting you.” Suffice to say he was relieved at the sight of the cages. They’d come prepared. It was time to deal with this prob...lem.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He looked past the lot of them toward the two glaringly empty spots in the Great Hall. No use begging the kids to tell him this was their doing. By now, everyone likely knew the culprits. “Never a moment’s rest, huh?” The man looked to everyone gathered again, staff, students and ministry workers. “I’m glad you came when you did. Let’s not waste any time, shall we? I’m proposing a scour of the castle to round them up—that’s why I’ve requested the cages. Splitting up, we should be able to cover more ground. I’ll take a set toward the middle of the castle, Kalen I’d like you to lead a team through the dungeons and lower floors. Kassandra, the towers. You’re all free to choose who you join up for the little search mission. Is there anyone who’ll be coming with me?” Breakfast they could do after. He’d have the elves prepare something special for what he hoped would be a successful mission.
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