 Stuck inside with Sirius | *Splish-Splash* | bamBAM | ☁ Spooktacular ☁
He tapped the pocket of his robes as he paced, checking that the small vials were still safely contained within. These, he definitely did not want to fall into the wrong hands. He gave a grunt as the Defence teacher responded, wasting little time before opening the door. Unlike the door he'd opened earlier, the reason he was here, the reason he'd no doubt have a lasting scar and lack of arm hair... this one he was sure wasn't protected by a curse or three. Unless Hirsch liked to play very harsh tricks on his students indeed?
Who knew at this point.
His face probably said a lot about his mood as he entered the office, and Noble firmly shut the door behind him before uttering a word. "Roderik," he greeted tersely, barely noticing the orange interior. "I was hoping you might be able to explain to me if and when it's appropriate to have a Flagrante Curse left on a classroom door for any old lost first year to stumble upon."
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