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It was funny how even when nothing monumental managed to happen, the man was still drained at the end of the school term. This return to Hogwarts had gone nothing like he had imagined it would--for several reasons, not all bad or good. He would take the summer to reflect on it but would also need to spend some time repairing his family.
"Congratulations on the House Cup, Schmoe. It's a nice send off." Malachi commended as he walked by the man's chair and down the dais to his own.
Was it bad that he just wanted some food in his stomach then a nice sleep? Following the mini-disaster that had been the play, there had been meeting after meeting with the Board of Governors. He was relieved they had been the ones to hire Poppy or he imagined he would never hear the end of it. Granted, he STILL couldn't hear the end of it, but at least he wasn't the focus. The Headmaster suspected there would be quite a few more meetings before the summer ended.
For now, he was ready to get this feast underway.
Malachi knocked at his goblet to gain the attention of the students before amplifying his voice to address them.
"Good evening, students. We've come to the end of what has no doubt been an...eventual term for many of us. I would like to extend praise to the crew of our Hogwarts Production of Peter Pan. We had some last minute interruptions but we powered through and the play received wonderful reviews." They could go ahead and pat themselves on the back. Not just the actors, the stage props and makeup were amazing. It all worked well together.
"While we're in a congratulatory mood, we owe a round of applause to Ravenclaw for winning the House Cup. It was a close race and hard won." Pause. "To our graduating class...this is it. There's no "see you in September". When you leave here tomorrow, the world will be yours to make something of yourself in. I hope the lessons you've learned here will serve you well and that you meet your fullest potential. There won't be anyone telling you what to do at every turn. I encourage you to make good choices. Consider every action and its possible reactions. Strategise." Y'know, the thing many of them refused to do in his classes. He worried for some, but mostly he was confident they would do well.
"For those returning, rest up, get some reading done and stay out of trouble. I look forward to seeing you back here in September. All of you."
Including those with a penchant for running away.
"Let's enjoy our final meal together." With that, the food began to appear at each table and the Malachi sank back down into his chair. It smelled amazing.
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