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Oh, an owl? Cassie had been helping an owl? This was a distraction William could get behind. "How is it doing now? Did it fly off okay?" he inquired of her, setting down his empty water goblet with a small frown. He caught Malachi's smile and decided to save his grumbling for later, in the staff room, maybe over a cup of cider. Trent was indeed delivering his promise to make the younguns do the cleaning, already using the stables as a threat to some of his Lions. Alright, that one earned a smirk from this former Slytherin.
He settled back in his speech to watch the antics of the kids as they came in, noting especially that the Gryffindor table, Trent's own kids included, all seemed hellbent on giving him a stroke before the clock struck midnight. Why? Why were they always like this? Look at Williamson's former house by comparison, which was now going to be run by his OTHER Housemate from back in the day. Slytherin was full of angels, as far as Willy was concerned. Great kids. Brilliant. Wise enough not to cause trouble on the first night.
Speaking of... there was the speech, finally. He found himself nodding along in agreement with everything the Headmaster said, especially about the forest and the new people, and then there was food! So he had nothing to complain about, really, and was too busy loading up his plate and spearing potatoes and roast on a fork to talk much.
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