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Calm as anything, Malachi made his way to the courtyard, ushering along any students he happened to see straggling along the way. He’d meant what he said when he called this an emergency. He’d meant what he said about it being non-negotiable.
The founders had to go.
“Thank you for your prompt response.” He said once he took his place at the head of the crowd. He wouldn’t go screaming or wailing, he didn’t need to to get his point across. “As you’ve no doubt noticed, our founders—a term used loosely here— have been walking around. Relatively harmless as they’ve been, it’s time we send them back as it seems they’ve developed their own ideas of how the school should be run.” They wanted to take it but there was no need to frighten the children.
“It may seem a small inconvenience, but you’ll have with equal certainty noticed that Professor De Nostredame is no longer with us. He’s recovering at Mungo’s following a run in with Gryffindor’s sword. We cannot allow them to stay and create further problems that could become increasingly worse.” And from what he’d heard, it would be getting worse.
“We’ll first need to find their portraits, then we’ll pop them back in. Shouldn’t take too long then we can head to dinner, but...to be sure...we will find them before dinner.” In case anyone missed it, they weren’t having dinner til this was sorted.
“We’ll break into three teams. One set will be with me, another with Professor Noble and a third set with Professor Recard.” The choice was theirs. “And of course, if you have any questions, I’ll be happy to respond.
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