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Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year | Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB Quote:
Originally Posted by Tazenhani She got an arched eyebrow for the mention that her wards were tripped, but he didn't argue the point. While he was paranoid, it seemed he wasn't paranoid enough. It had all changed within the span of a few seconds. He seriously hoped no student would risk entering his office without permission now. All reservations on wards were off. "Figured a student might be liable to play jokes on us. I haven't been here long enough for any of them to hate me, though I can't speak for you." He wanted to smile, but couldn't work his lips in the proper way. "Unless it's a student working through a begrudged parent." Low, Dakest. Very low.
It was at this point that he decided it was best not to ask an Auror for suspicions. Too many of them, too many scenarios. Not enough evidence.
His eyes went to the handbook. "I wouldn't recommend keeping anything that was planted. Could be charmed to relay information." Like this exact conversation, how lovely. "And at the very least if someone catches you with it, it'll be sure evidence against you that you can't argue. And any memory tests?" He shrugged. "You can't prove how it got here. Just that it was here."
Scrubbing his neck, Sabel shifted forward to poke at his tea mug. "The articles will come out one way or another. If this gets to the press, there's little we can do to change it." The photos...no, they would be to safety by now. He hadn't told Truebridge, but she didn't need to know. No one needed to know. "I'll contact the MLE." He said at last, turning his hands once more to the book to flip through it. "Perhaps I should work up a letter of resignation as well..."
Perhaps an early retirement was in store. Regardless of if it was a farce or not, it was getting wearing, having such things follow him around. Worrying about them. "Are you sure you can't think of any reason why this would be in your office?" The book got a hateful nudge. Was she telling him everything? Could she trust him enough to do that? Did the Auror not believe the Headmistress of Hogwarts (ahem!) was capable of putting tricky wards around her office?! She'd had her husband's help, sure, but she DID know a thing or two by now about keeping secret things secret, thank you very much.
"I don't think it's either of those, actually," she shook her head. "When students sneak around, a mess always follows. Especially if they're sneaking into the Head's office; they can't resist leaving a calling card. And unless I missed something..." and she had certainly overturned her entire desk area, plus poked at the portraits hanging around, "this was not the work of a student. This was some kind of weird adult with an agenda to push."
Charmed to relay information... dammit, another angle she hadn't even thought of. "This is why I hired you," the Headmistress cracked a brief, sardonic smile. "Well I can't send it back with you and I can't get rid of it until you contact your person inside the Ministry..." She tossed her copy of the Cult book back on the desk. "So I'll keep it out of the way and out of anything interesting until that time."
Regarding the press, well, "I'll see what I can do to stop them. But you--- you will NOT be resigning, not over this, and not EVER if I have a say in it." She sat up and gave Sabel her sternest look yet. "You're the best hire I've had in years; don't tell the others I said that. It's one thing to teach the students of Hogwarts and it's another to actually reach them. We need someone who can do both, especially in your position, especially now more than ever. This is the best place for you and I won't have you leaving just because things are temporarily tricky." Any questions, Dakest? He'd best not.
Annie again shook her head at the question about the Cult. "No. I mean, my husband was in Az--- no, you know, that's completely unrelated to this. I'm not scared of some ridiculous propaganda that looks like it was written and colored in by a small child. You shouldn't be either. Your reputation is strong with the people who matter and I know you won't like this, but forget all the others. You keep doing the right thing, Sabel, and you'll come out on top in the end. If things aren't all right, then it's not the end."
She held her chin up proudly and took a long, finishing sip of her tea. She felt like she'd just given quite the pep talk, for her.
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