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Lissy Longbottom 
Truthfully, Murdoch scared him, he was always scared to see her because he was afraid she'd find SOME fault in his prefect-ness. But she was by far the best person to consult about this matter, and there was no time to waste!
A bit out of breath from running - how was that even possible? He was a jogger! Maybe it was the craziness of this whole situation that was making his blood pressure rise - he ran up to the door and started knocking loudly. "Professor! Professor, it's an emergency!" he cried.
He hoped she wasn't in the middle of some important meeting or something. Not that he cared, really, but it would just be better if she wasn't.
Merlin's Beard!
Someone sure wanted to get the healer's attention didn't they. Unless they were at the wrong office, because clearly Cece was not a professor. Although this wouldn't be the first time, and most likely not the last time someone would mistakenly call her a professor.
Opening the door to her office she found none other than one of her very own prefects standing there.
"Prefect Newell, what seems to be the problem?" She gave him a once over and didn't notice anything that appeared to be wrong with him.