 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
It was official. He needed a new assistant.
Or he needed a second one.
He wasn't sure which, but it was quite certain that with all the late nights he'd been putting in that he needed more help.
And that help didn't apparently solely rest with his assistant, he thought as he walked into the Atrium on his way down to the courtrooms. The screeching echoed around the area and only got louder as he walked up to the fountain. "Why is it always the fountain?" he asked nobody in particular as he stepped up next to Jordan. Maybe he needed to send a crew down here to make sure there were no hexes on the fountain.
"Mr. Flamstead, I know you're proclivities tend to err on the side of prophylactic, but I think this is really not the place..." Hugo yelled, trying to be heard above the screeching without using Sonorus, because clearly there was enough noise in the room as it was. "MR. FLAM-" Another voice joined is. "Oh Merlin's soggy bottoms..." he rubbed his forehead as the Scandinavian Ambassador decided she needed to join in the ruckus too. Where was Security?! He wondered looking around for members of his staff who should have been here handling this situation. "Ambassador Connolly, I really do not think this is respectable behav-"
And then the ruckus stopped being screeching noises and became words. Words that only seemed to get louder and louder, not to mention repetitious. He reached into a pocket and pulled out the notepad and pen he always kept in his pocket as he turned to the young DERP employee standing next to him. "Write down what they are saying while I try to get them out of the fountain." Without stunning them, he added silently. Hugo I. Bumble was not above knocking people out if he needed to.
"Expecto Patronum." A silvery crow emanated from the tip of his wand and took off down a corridor heading to Level 2. It's second stop would be to Level 5.
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