Imogen had heard something from her office, it was quite a racket really…and the god awful rancid stench of dung bombs had made its way to her office. Peeves was still at it wasn’t he? That poltergeist was going to get a word from her if he kept this up! It was bad enough that he had ruined her sorting by hiding in the sorting hat and started rattling off about how crazy she was to the entire school.

Imogen Greyvson was anything but crazy, eccentric yes, but never crazy. Sure there was that time that she married the most annoying person in the world…but that was over now, and Peeves was partly responsible for that part of her life. Why if he hadn’t hidden in that suit of armor she would never have met Herbert Chase. Still, the blonde was concerned as evidenced by her knitted brows. ”is everyone okay?” she asked as she practically slid into the hallway.

Imogen looked around her eyes glancing over the scene. Dear merlin...Finn had a lot of work put on his plate today now didn't he? "Are you all okay? I heard the clattering...and Peeves yelling" she asked and then glanced over to Kitty. "Miss Valentine..., will you please tell me which of those pesky poltergeists did this?" she asked not even thinking that any of these kids had made such a mess...the dungbombs, if a student had thrown them they obviously wouldn't have gotten themselves covered in them...now would they? Well, if they were smart and didn't want to be a suspect they would get themselves covered in the horrendous stench but then those people would have to deal with Imogen.