09-04-2018, 09:46 PM
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Ramora
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Apparently, the gargoyle didn't get the memo..... Quote:
Originally Posted by Julian Scrimgeour As soon as the feast was over, Scrimgeour started making his way up to the second floor. Along the way, he had to bark after a few students who didn't report immediately to their dormitory. They were lucky to have encountered him in slightly better spirits, in which his stomach was full and all he wanted to do was sit in front of the fire before turning in for the night.
The old man paid no attention to the suits of armour as he walked down the corridor, getting closer and closer to the entrance to what was now his office. He heard their helmets turning, but he knew that they wouldn't attack him. This was his school now.
But apparently the gargoyle did not get the memo. Needless to say, he was rather displeased when it didn't automatically step aside for him the moment he was standing face-to-face with it. "This is Headmaster Scrimgeour speaking. Step aside, gargoyle," he ordered gruffly, already beginning to lose patience with the slab of stone. Quote:
Originally Posted by Stone Gargoyle Naturally, the gargoyle did not budge an inch while the old man approached it. It even remained stoic as ever even after he demanded entry. Regardless of what the man said, the statue was not going to leap to the side and allow him to tread up the spiral staircase it was guarding. It had no plans on moving at all for anyone in fact.
Its loyalty still remained with the woman who once resided there. Quote:
Originally Posted by Julian Scrimgeour The lack of movement from the gargoyle was getting on Scrimgeour's nerves. His metal hand balled up into a fist, and he was on the verge of pulling out his wand to make the chunk of stone move if it wasn't going to willingly let him go past it. "I, Headmaster Julian Scrimgeour, order you to move," he grunted at the gargoyle, giving it one last chance to change its mind. This was a disgrace to someone who was in charge of the school, an ex-Auror, and recipient of an Order of Merlin, First Class!
But, again, there was no movement. Was this some sort of revenge from that Hawthorne woman?
At this point, his left hand drew a wand from his pocket and casted nonverbal spell after nonverbal spell. In spite of his efforts, the gargoyle still did not move. Riled up, he was tempted to blast the statue into smithereens. Instead the old man slammed his metal fist against the stone, affecting it in no way whatsoever, and stormed down the corridor. Surely that dismal-looking Deputy Head would know how to get around the stubbornness of the gargoyle.
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