 The Disappearing Girl | | Swooping Bowtruckle
Blaise silently made his way around the hangar before noticing what he hoped was the conference room. Upon further inspection and few glances, and noticing the amount of people in the area, Blaise decided he had made the right discovery around here. This place certainly was huge, and he could imagine flying his broom around here and chucking the old Quaffle around just like he would back in his old days. The beams were pretty nifty for dodging and flying between...
Anyway, back to reality and back to the task at hand.
He knocked on the wall next to where he entered so as to make his presence known. He scanned the room to try to find the Department Head, Ms. Morgan. It really didn't take him long, because authority stood out to him and luckily she was the best dressed one who everyone else was looking at.
"Excuse me," he said, nodding his head. "Good morning Ms. Morgan. Blaise Carlisle, Head of Security. If you've got time, I'd like to speak with you and your employees just briefly."
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