Farmer Carter | | Ama's Secret Sylvester couldn't help but feel some tension at the mention of their Healer training. It had slipped his mind momentarily that Annie had actually failed her training and he immediately felt bad for even bringing it up. Should he apologise or just pretend that they hadn't even spoke of it? Probably the latter, right? Women just liked to ignore things? Sure.
"Precisely," he said with determined agreement. "It must be nice to be in such a position that things are just handed to you for sheer convenience of those in power. Let us not even consider someone who might actually be good at the job itself." Could anyone tell Sylvester was bitter about this? "Greingoths," he scoffed, "Give me Borr in charge any day." The man was a complete nutter, but he at least gave Sylvester good stories to write about.
Sylvester smiled, evidently pleased, "I am glad to hear that. Although, of course, I hope there won't be much in the way of things to report in regards to Hogwarts. We want your first term as Headmistress to be a quiet one, after all. Although, knowing the damned school's reputation that'll be unlikely... You had been there for the Merpeople attack, right? It seems as if the place is cursed."
It was then that a thought popped into his head, "What are Ethan and the little one doing? If you haven't found convenient accommodations, I would be happy to offer you all a small house I own up in Hogsmeade. Well, rather, it was my Grans who left it to me when she passed. It just gathers dust, really, and I've never gotten round to selling it."
__________________ When I look into the MIRROR OF ERISED
all that I see is YOU
*wink* |