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Originally Posted by Star-Lord  Really? A quarantine?
"There's too many of us for a quarantine. You'll have to do it to the entire school and take out those who haven't been affected by this," Duh. Plus, Jun was sure that this group wasn't even one-tenth of those affected. Midget wasn't here either and she had been graying and getting wrinkles. Honestly, these people need to come up with quicker solutions and whatnot. But maybe they could be put in the great hall. Then where would everyone else eat? Nope. Nowhere they could really go. "A better healer might help. Since ours doesn't really seem to be getting the job done," And she was a cranky healer at that. She probably doesn't even want to help them.
Timeline? That's something Jun didn't even want to think about. If they kept aging, they would eventually end up dead. And what about Bortos? Will he become a baby again? How did this thing even work? "Timeline? Like how much time we have until we end up like the ghosts?" Yeah, no. Totally NOT having that. Glares for this one. Enough with the disrespectful tone and butting in and general presumption. Oh he was lucky not to be her student. Very lucky.
"It is not your place to say whether or not Healer Tillstorm is or is not 'getting the job done' and it is time for you to remain silent or leave, your choice young man." Yes. YOUNG man, because at the end of the day, despite this... affliction, he still was, and STILL needed to be respectful.
"Now that we are aware of the situation, rest assured we WILL take care of it. And the Board -and the Hogwarts staff- will make the most informed decision possible as far as which actions needs to be taken, and you need to trust that we will take care of this, and keep a civil tongue. Are we clear?" Because if this kid continued just blurting out whatever, she WOULD charm him right out the door and bar him from participating in the remainder of the meeting.
In any case, if he wished to stay, he needed to bite his tongue. The tall blonde woman eyed him severely, quite clearly the type of woman who demanded respect. And this boy a Ravenclaw, as she once was? What WAS their head of house teaching them instead of manners? How to brew a cup of tea and read the dregs? Quote:
Originally Posted by Squishy Lux looked back and forth between the people as the discussion continued. Seemed that the quarantine idea was not popular. No surprise there. And testing? She was not sure about that either...but she was still willing to help. "I haven't been affected, and I've been all around people who have been. I even kissed one." three times at that! but this wasn't the time to go into that... "If testing is involved, I can volunteer since it would be to help my friends and classmates." That was interesting. One that wasn't affected. "Thank you for volunteering." Althea commented simply, giving the small girl an approving nod. Quote:
Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow Then the blonde, Professor Schirmer was looking her way and then asking her something and the Head Girl pulled back her emotions and sat up a bit straighter. "I'd say about half? I'm not one hundred percent, honestly. It's a lot of us that are like this." So it was definitely cause for concern.
And were people really throwing Professors and the Healer under the bus? Honestly? "That's not helping anyone, y'know." Seriously.
As for them dying, Ella glanced over at ... ... ...L...Lox? No. No, it was L...Lex! She glanced over at Lex and shook her head. "No one is going to die." She then looked at the adults in the room, hoping for some reassurance because the last thing she figured they wanted was a much of panicky old people students on their hands. Not that she didn't have her doubts. Ella was quickly beginning to wonder how long she had before she'd need an oxygen tank or a wheel chair. Half. That was a lot. Interesting.
"No one will die." She agreed calmly but with utter conviction as she gave Ella and the other students an efficiently reassuring nod, particularly toward that Cambridge girl who Vinteren seemed so oddly fond of, "We'll make sure of that, now that we know how dire the situation is." The big question was why this hadn't been reported earlier. Had anyone actually gone to see Tillstorm? The lines of communication certainly needed work. Still. Quote:
Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom It was hard to be on time when you had two kids under the age of four at your house. To make things worse, Nolan Reynolds had an ominous feeling creeping up on him as he approached the board room. Nolan knew SOMETHING was wrong before he could even get into the meeting room. He heard lots of noises. LOUD noises. People complaining. Merlin. People never came to complain during their meetings despite having open office hours and such. He could only imagine what was happening out there...
When he walked in - disaster. First off, what was wrong with these poor children?? They had GRAY hair! And wrinkles! They looked older than...well, him. What was going on?! An aging spell go bad, perhaps?
"Oi, shush, try and keep it down!" Nolan yelled, but everyone was yelling, so if he was actually heard over all the noise, he'd be surprised. "NO ONE is going to die. I'm sure there is a reasonable explanation to this and if we all calm down, we will figure it out! Is there anyone who still needs assistance?" he asked. Seriously. Where did they even BEGIN?
He looked at Thea, who was nearby, and lowered his voice. "What do we know so far?" he asked. A little catch up would be nice! She let Nolan do the yelling, but Althea nodded again in support. No dying, because they weren't going to sit idly by now that they knew.
When he addressed her she leaned forward and spoke quietly in his ear, outlining what he needed to know. Quote:
Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl Still smiling kindly as he accepted the letter, Atticus nodded a little at the girl's reply. "I understand. We're going to do everything we can to help you, okay?" he replied reassuringly. Then he looked over the letter and attempted to read it quickly even with all the talking and noise going on around him. It said basically everything that all the others were talking about but much more concise. This would be good for reference if they needed it. So he set it on the table and gave the girl another small nod and smile to let her know she was not in trouble. Hopefully that would relieve some of the worry she had?
Then he remained quiet for a bit to listen as more and more students kept entering and talking. Not all, thankfully, as some knew how to be quiet and listen, but this was still getting a bit too chaotic.
He wasn't quite sure about the quarantine idea, though not entirely opposed to it either, but then Althea suggested an interesting idea. That was definitely worth looking into as well. The timeline idea might not have been good to tell them, however...but what was done was done. They just didn't need anymore panicking or shouting in here. Thank Merlin for the Head Girl and Nolan trying to reassure them.
"If you all would like to stay in here and give your input, you may IF and only IF you can take your seats and remain silent unless we address a question to you." That certainly wasn't a guarantee that all, or any, of them could stay if the rest of his fellow governors agreed they should leave, but Atticus had no problems with at least a few staying to give more details they might not yet know about all this to help them find the best solution. But if they were going to constantly interrupt and not let them discuss, then they needed to leave because they weren't helping themselves by talking over everyone and complaining about every idea they came up with. Another nod from Althea in support of another colleague, because she CERTAINLY agreed with the mouth-shut-unless-addressed comment from Atticus, and she specifically eyed Laura when the Hufflepuff arrived, because that girl was probably STILL trouble, even if apparently she'd lost her mind. And Corin was looking to a young man who had raised his hand. Well, that was good. Polite. She approved of THAT at least. Good manners. She gave Corin a quick nod of acknowledgement and then turned her attention to President Rae-Branxton. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin And now there were children in here who weren't even aging. Cassandra fixed the only YOUNG girl in the room with a look, although at this point, there was such madness... there was no point in arguing. They couldn't really properly debate the topics, since everyone in the room seemed to think they needed to have their say.
Cassandra listened quietly as the other governors (and the students) expressed opinions, and she gave serious credence to most suggestions. "A timeline, Althea... it's a good question. It seems that they were all infected around the same time, and unless someone can indicate otherwise, there don't seem to be new cases. All these children are equally aged, you see...?" It made her fret over what her own child looked like at the moment.
"So that's to say... those not currently infected should be examined and released into the care of their parents. If their immunity can reveal something about the disease, all the better. Those infected should be put into the care of geriatric Healers and kept separate from the general population. And Hogwarts should be closed, at least until the source of this disease is identified." That was the most painful opinion she could express, and was only possible by separating the mother part of her brain from the governor part. She didn't want anyone else to take care of Mo, but she also didn't want to lose all her children before their time. Nod. "So it seems, Cassandra. I think you're right about examination... perhaps we ought to send someone to liaise with the healer and the headmistress and set up a triage of sorts, and have all students report to be tested --and perhaps we need to collate a list of symptoms, in case there are others who aren't showing visible signs..." And were showing mental signs... actually Laura there seemed to be a good example of the mental effects. Unless she was just as daft and troublesome as she'd always been, who really knew?
She listened more. "I would hate for Hogwarts to be closed, but it may certainly come to that, when it may not have had we been informed earlier." But couldn't do much about that now, could they? She wouldn't say it out loud but they were almost lucky that Cassandra's son was one of those effected, or perhaps they might not have had any pre-knowledge at all that there was anything going on before this very meeting.
"Do we know exactly when symptoms began to make themselves known?" Althea tapped her notebook with her finger, not bothering with her wand, and flipped open, the matching quill bobbing up and beginning to take notes.
"We need to speak with Truebridge and Tillstorm, and assess the situation in full before we make such a drastic choice.... especially considering we have no way of knowing it won't spread further, even if others appeared not to be affected over the holiday, we don't know the nature of this affliction. It may be best to quarantine the entire school, rather than close it down, at least initially." She paused and then added, "And St Mungos needs to be alerted, and perhaps a public service announcement asking for anyone with similar symptoms to come forward, just to be sure that nobody outside of Hogwarts has been effected. It may be prudent to liaise with the Ministry," despite their current... issues, "And have them work with St Mungos to investigate stopgaps, and temporary measures that may be taken to reverse and combat the symptoms."
Her quill continued writing.
"What do you need me to do, Cassandra?" Althea added with a respectful nod, making herself entirely available.
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