The first half of the year had been more than enough for him to be fed up with the conditions at Hogwarts. No student, or professor, should have to deal with such ridiculous rules and regulations. Fear was no way to help young minds grow and no professor could properly teach while constantly in fear of being fired.

He soundlessly made his way down the corridor, staying in the shadows as much as possible. Even with the disillusioning charm firmly in place, he was overly cautious to not be seen or heard. The meeting was one he had hoped would happen for months, but had been hesitant to suggest. As soon as Katrina and Gaston had suggested it, he was all in.

Once he reached the door to the Bistro, he removed the charm and silently stepped inside. "Hello?" he whispered into the darkness as he brushed what felt like a cobweb away from his face and hoped they were there.