 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
Take that little curse, one would imagine to be the Groundskeeper's thoughts. The consecutive two-term curse was over at last. But that was not entirely on the man's mind once he entered after guiding the first years to the castle.
Justin made his way in to his usual seat. He was considering warming up that lovely throne only to see it occupied.. by a cat. "Well, hello there." He greeted, in his usual nature offering a finger out to gently rub the top of the cat's head. He was reminded of his own cat Jerry, who was back at home with the rest of his family.
As for the lovely colleagues and the new ones as that finger of his turned into a waggling wave. "Evening all, great evening isn't it?" So far so good. Justin could now bask in it while watching the sorting.. as soon as his eyes tore away from the rapid departure of Mr. Airey. He fought the urge to laugh, forgive him. Another secret chalked down as he recognised the number of cat phobics.
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