Sahnoun's sky watching was unsurprisingly short as more of his fellow colleagues made their appearances. To all of those who greeted him, he gave each one of his trademark smiles and a bow of his head. It was a shame that the future would be different. He had really become quite attached to them all for their own unique reasons.
Those who did not greet him received the same type of acknowledgment. The African was a fair man after all.
Laurel's observation could not go unattended to. Did he really look that pensive? He supposed he did, looking up at the sky like that. More so focusing on one part of the speech he was ready to give, wondering if he was certain he wanted those exact words to escape his lips. "I'm doing quite well. Just dinking about some final touches for my speech." About whether to wait or get it out in the open. They all knew of course, though she probably knew before he had informed them all during their last staff meeting. Sometimes having the Inner Eye came with its perks.
Mohamed sat there in silence, letting the professors mingle, as he watched the students arrive to their tables. His brown eyes took note of all the seventh years, proud of them for their achievement and excited to see where they all would go in this lifetime.
Once there was a bit of a lull, the man slowly rose to his feet.
"Habari za jioni, wanafunzi!" he exclaimed loudly with a smile, his arms in the air. There was a moment of hesitation, waiting for all eyes to be staring up at him and for the hall to be silent. "Summer is almost upon us, my friends. Congratulations on surviving a year of learning and growing. Whether you realize it or not, you are not da same witches and wizards you were nine months ago." The man clapped his hands together, knowing that being a student came with its challenges ... but it also came with its rewards.
"I would like to congratulate Slytherin and Gryffindor Houses for securing da House and Gobstone Cups for yet another term. Your hard work and dedication is inspiring to us all and has not gone unnoticed." He clapped his hands once more.
"Now I would like to recognize our graduating seventh years. Please rise." The old man paused for a moment, waiting for their bodies to come up one by one. "Dese members of our school have made a great accomplishment over da course of seven years, one dat will open many doors for dem in da future. To all of our graduates: we wish you all da best. We look forward to da great things you will do in da years to come. Good luck, and always remember the many lessons you have learned over da years."
Once the applause ceased, Sahnoun stood there quite stiff, almost as if he were second guessing whether he wanted to continue onward. After a deep breath, the words smoothly poured out of his mouth. "I would like to make a quick announcement before we dive into da delicious feast dat da elves have prepared for us. I have had da joy of upholding da headmaster position at Hogwarts for two terms now. I have enjoyed every minute of it, especially dis additional year dat was not planned." He was sure some of them remembered that his stay at the school was only meant to be for a term. "Dough I have enjoyed my time here, as well as my past roles at Uagadou, da time has come for me to open a new chapter in life. I have decided dat it is time for me to return my focus to da International Confederation of Wizards and accept da position of Supreme Mugwump. So, please allow dis to be my farewell to you all. I will never forget you and da many things you have taught me over dose past few years. Kwaheri, Hogwarts."
The man bowed his head, his eyes watering. Sahnoun casually waved a hand, food appearing on the tables, and caught a few tears in it to prevent them from trickling down his cheeks before he returned to his seat. |