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sweetpinkpixie · 12-19-2019, 01:18 PM

Charles had been working on some more paperwork in his office, urgent notices regarding the aftermath of Hogwarts and Beauxbatons' joint academic term and the letter from his grandson that may as well have been a howler considering the strong opinions jumping off the parchment. Though not in entire disagreement, all he could do was petition the Board of Education on the matter of the Beauxbatons headmistress to bring her under scrutiny. It was easy enough to get the necessary signatures and the press had been absolutely ripping the situation to shreds.

Something else he needed to get better under control.

But right now it was all about the interns. January had informed him that they had a rather on brand task and the Minister was very interested in seeing if any one of these youngsters could do what none of the Maintenance people had seemed to be able to manage - charm and send out reliable interdepartmental memos. It truly was a curious phenomenon inconveniencing the Ministry for the past few months. Though inconvenience was a bit of an understatement when important and time sensitive materials got lost, it was why he had resorted to hand delivering things and expected the urgency to be reciprocated.

Coffee in hand, Charles thought he would spare the interns more offerings of his homemade individually wrapped yogurt covered raisins and stepped into the conference room with a BROAD smile plastered across his face.

"Gooooood day," he greeted, nodding towards January and Fletcher who were in charge of all these happenings. "Cole...Alana," he greeted them both with affectionate, but firm, hands on their shoulders. "Be interested to see what you make of these."

He would just continue to stand, looooooooooom, and sip on his coffee.

12-19-2019, 01:18 PM	#8 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,971 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Charles had been working on some more paperwork in his office, urgent notices regarding the aftermath of Hogwarts and Beauxbatons' joint academic term and the letter from his grandson that may as well have been a howler considering the strong opinions jumping off the parchment. Though not in entire disagreement, all he could do was petition the Board of Education on the matter of the Beauxbatons headmistress to bring her under scrutiny. It was easy enough to get the necessary signatures and the press had been absolutely ripping the situation to shreds. Something else he needed to get better under control. But right now it was all about the interns. January had informed him that they had a rather on brand task and the Minister was very interested in seeing if any one of these youngsters could do what none of the Maintenance people had seemed to be able to manage - charm and send out reliable interdepartmental memos. It truly was a curious phenomenon inconveniencing the Ministry for the past few months. Though inconvenience was a bit of an understatement when important and time sensitive materials got lost, it was why he had resorted to hand delivering things and expected the urgency to be reciprocated. Coffee in hand, Charles thought he would spare the interns more offerings of his homemade individually wrapped yogurt covered raisins and stepped into the conference room with a BROAD smile plastered across his face. "Gooooood day," he greeted, nodding towards January and Fletcher who were in charge of all these happenings. "Cole...Alana," he greeted them both with affectionate, but firm, hands on their shoulders. "Be interested to see what you make of these." He would just continue to stand, looooooooooom, and sip on his coffee. __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes