 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
"If you're trying to be reassuring, you're really not." In fact it was only more worrying. His eyes flicked back to the glass, frowning at the faces. So it wasn't just mortal enemies, it was those that even had an inclining of dislike for the Headmaster. The clearer the face the more mortal the hate he supposed. That's what it sounded like anyways. Creepy, helpful little device.
Stepping away from it slowly, he moved over to the chair in front of the Headmaster's desk and lowered himself into it, shaking his head with a slight smile. "I've isolated myself in the wilderness for most of the summer. Jobs out in the mountains don't afford much news of the wizarding world, let alone their papers. I caught a headline at the Platform but I didn't have time to read it. Mr. Gevrik is the first of any of it I've really heard of, and he's cryptically unnerving."
Eying Tate, he tried to consider his next words carefully, but there was a part of him that was still his old, impulsive self and this time he let his words out based primarily on concern. "What is going on, Sir? That man looked like he was ready to eat the school for dessert. And you...were diplomatically compliant to him."
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
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