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By the time Malachi was halfway through the Great Hall, he saw the great disaster that was Finneas Schmoe. Of course, by now, the Headmaster was used to the man's many blunders and ...fashion choices so there was little more than a pause in his step before he continued on his way to his seat.
"Gabriela." He greeted the healer as he sunk into his seat. She'd done as good a job as he could hope mending his shoulder. Now it only hurt when the weather dipped--something he hoped wouldn't be permanent.
"Congratulations might be in order, Finneas. Your Ravenclaws got on my wrong side the least, this term." They hadn't won the cup, true. But they and the Hufflepuffs....they now had a special place in his heart. If next term was anything like this one, that would not change and Hogwarts would have half as many students still enrolled.
Speaking of, Trent looked down at the tables, wondering if his paroled students had show up yet. He'd be keeping an eye on them.
"Anyone else counting down until the Hogwarts Express pulls up?" Anyone? Just him? He was ready.
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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