HoM Gallery
 

An old, dusty room has been converted to serve as gallery of sorts. As you enter, the aroma of parchment both ancient and fresh beckons you inside. On the side of the room opposite the door, broad windows overlook the grounds, framed with heavy velvet curtains that tend to change colour at random due to a decorating accident. Professor Truebridge likes the unpredictability of the curtain Lainey likes the curtains because they're fickle, which also like to draw themselves open or closed on occasion. He thinks the curtains are just like him; basically boring until you spend a moment examining them. She can see certain similarities in the curtains and herself; sometimes open, sometimes closed, sometimes blue, but maybe green occasionally too.

In front of the curtains, facing the window is a long faded green leather couch; precisely the right enough length for Truebridge to stretch out on for a nap too large and long and nearly cushy or cheese-smelling enough. To the left of the window is a display of ancient looking devices… A remarkably intact looking Egyptian wand, a dragon-sized harness and is that perhaps an early sneakoscope? Have a closer look; there is sure to be something to catch your fancy. Lainey put all the display items that were left behind in the School's lost-and-found. She didn't trust any of the items, so they had to go.

The walls are completely covered in portraits, most of them empty; some of them torn; all of them old. A low bookshelf runs the length of one wall, crammed full of old books and rolls of parchments. Perhaps there is some sort of order to the apparent chaos contained therein; though you’d have to ask Truebridge if you wanted to find anything specific though there is no sense asking Lainey - she has no order.


The floor is covered in a thick and soft carpet; quite perfect to sit on with a book in hand and big enough for an entire class to relax on.