The office of Professor/Groundskeeper William Walter Williamson rests in an old stone hut out on the grounds, not too far away from the edge of the magical creature sanctuary and the pasture where students usually attend Care of Magical Creatures lessons.

In addition to being an office, the hut is where Williamson lives and spends most of his time when he's not outside. Need something? Just knock. But because it is a small(ish) living space here, don't be offended if you're not immediately invited in. Outside the hut are a few weather-worn green and silver hand-painted wooden benches, which are comfortable enough to sit and wait a spell in case Williamson is busy tending to some creatures and not just ignoring your knocking in favor of a nap.

If you are invited inside the hut, you may be surprised at the general warmth and woodiness of the interior. A lot of high-quality woodwork has been preserved inside the structure as William has continuously worked on cleaning the place and installing some beadboard to lighten up the walls. Atop the large fireplace are a few pots and potions, most related to tending creature-related injuries, but some of which may be used in cooking. Additional homely but functional items, like a handmade quilt, copper tea kettles, cast iron pots and pans, a decent-sized kitchen table with six chairs, an overstuffed green plaid chair, and a soft leather couch fill out the rest of the main room. The hut is certainly bigger on the inside than it appears at first, but there are only a few personal items in sight: one of which is a complete collection of Chocolate Frog cards, framed and resting on a trunk in the corner, and the other which is a framed photo of a beautiful, fashionable, dark-haired woman in mid-laugh.

There are often creatures, creature food, and creature accessories scattered around the room, usually on the kitchen table where William tends to dump everything. But don't let that deter you. Just sit down on the couch or at the table and have a cuppa while you talk about creatures.

Oh, and don't mind the addition of his dog-ter (daughter) as of 2093: a black-and-white cruppie named April. Her pink and purple plaid dog bed is in the corner by the fireplace. Watch out if she's not in it! She LOVES to deliver playful nips and licks to the ankles.