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Originally Posted by Charely Potter

Noticing "Hello Beatrice, how'd your year go?" along with his boss, "Evening Cece... Abraham.." Something looked to be troubling him though. In a serious way.. did Cece know? "Do you need anything?" Luckily he wasn't the only one being attentive to him.

What? Botros smiled at the Groundskeeper. "Hello," he was quite alright thank you very much everyone. It wasn't that he lost his mind or anything, he was just tired... yes, he'd be alright once he was with his wif-- children and their children. Mhmmm.

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Seeing the man frown alone could have made Cassie turn into a crying child. This man should never frown he was always too happy and sweet to be frowning. Was he sad from all the ones leaving as well? Her heart broke even more as he pulled closer to her and whispered. "Annie? Ab dear are you alright?" She looked at him with even more concern and couldn't help but reach up to his forehead to make sure he wasn't fevering at all. She had heard fevers made you confused at time. No, it didn't seem that was the case. Placing a gentle hand on his she gave him a weak smile, "Annie is most likely at home enjoying herself since she retired last term, remember? Ab I think you might be hungry. Why don't you take some water and then do your speech for the school. They are waiting on their headmaster you to tell them their end of the term words of wisdom. Then the elves will bring our food. I think food will help you right now." She could only hope that it was food that was the issue. Maybe she should see the elves about getting him a snack before the feast started.

He realized the mistake he made the minute Cassie touched his hand and looked at him in sympathy. He nodded vigorously along to her explanation. "Yes, yes, definitely hungry. I'll... I'll do the speech now," he agreed and looked out at the four tables crowded with students.

Ahem.

There we go. He stood up and touched a spoon to his goblet releasing a loud clink clink clink. "Good evening everyone!" He called out enthusiastically, "I hope everyone's had a great year this term. Things have been at a steady pace thanks to the efforts of our professors and staff, let's give them a round of applause for everything they do to keep the student at its best." He waited for the said round of applause, and took a peek at his notes. "As you all know, we had different camps on our grounds this year. Students competed, some have won and others were not so lucky. Tonight we'd like to reward those who have had the best school spirit by participating fairly and brilliantly in those, uhhh," frown. "--camps." He cleared his throat and read out from his parchment. "First place is Ms. Hady Lynch, next comes our Head Boy Mr. Zander Adair, joined by Prefect Dot Wojack and Mr. Benjamin Atreyu next. Mr. David Truebridge is the fifth of top students this year, congratulations to everyone." He joined everyone in clapping for them before a moment of silence heavily fell on everyone...

.. including Botros...

.... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... "And so... there is..." he stammered, looking down at Cassie and wiping his forehead. "Yeah! There is a reward for all five, a tour of the Quidditch stadium at a match this coming season of their chosen team." Yes! Botros beamed at his students, a little relaxed he remembered that bit. "Mr. Zander Adair and Benjamin Atreyu will be offered an internship at the ministry this summer, too. It hasn't been established yet, so everyone should wait for uhm-- the uhhh---" What the heck?? He rubbed his eyes a couple times before a small sigh. "We contact them." There. All better. "We're all tired, I guess, so hang in there for tomorrow's ride home and bon appetit." Aaaand the feast has officially started.