Hopefully he wasn't that late. Botros was trying to memorize how much time it took him to come down all the way from his office out to the grounds with his cane, and the moving staircases changing positions before he got a chance to get off them. By the time he entered the room, he was slightly out of breath and his cane was a few steps ahead of him, just something he used to do when he was on a hurry - extend his cane forward as a third leg.

The match was just starting though. He smiled widely at the players, and his colleagues standing referees. One was the young Divination lady and the quiet librarian. He headed for the seats to the side and only then did he see yet another co-professor there... with flags. That was pretty spirited. He forgot the cheering part in the hassle of getting to the match on time. Anyways, the old man took a seat next to the young woman, his smile never fading. "Good afternoon, professor." The cane stayed up by his other side. "Did I miss any hits?"