The defense professor whose name Paul could NOT recall for the LIFE of him. He felt reaaaaaaaally bad, but he was here to welcome the man and FIX the problem! The fellow had seemed nice enough at the feast--but that feast was so chaotic and whatnot, Paul wondered how the new professors were all fairing? Were they regretting their life decisions?
Nahhhh.
Paul was sure some flying food wasn't enough to scare anyone away from Hogwarts.
Holding onto the carefully chose
plant tightly, he knocked on the door, and he waited. The style of this man, so far, was impressive.