The end of the term feast. Nick had been looking forward to it since it would be his first and last as the Groundskeeper. A sudden call for help from his friend who owned a farm in the muggle world came to him some time ago. Problems in the bussiness. Employees leaving, too much work and if he could help out. Having been a spoiled kid, his parents had left him enough money under the grounds of gringrotts so he wasn't exactly in need of any money.

He mainly took this job because...well, it was a job. And it was better than sitting at home but the man would do anything for his friends so he resigned to help out on the land. And they say Hufflepuffs are the loyal ones.

Taking a seat in the chair that was still his place, he looked around the great hall for a moment and feeling kind of sad that his house were in last place. He grabbed his goblet when Airey suddenly shouted and the groundskeeper rolled his eyes. So he got his stupid stone back? great for him.