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Celeste looked out over the gathering students, the banners over the Great Hall a Slytherin Green. Her husband would be happy to hear of the results of the year, a graduated snake himself. Turning back at the sound of approaching footsteps, she returned Wilber smile. “Guid evening, Headmaster,” she greeted before nodding. “Aye, quite well.” Especially given the newly cleaned from top to bottom castle was no longer making her sneeze every few minutes, the astronomy professor nodding in agreement at Ean’s own comment.
Well-kept indeed.
Dhruv’s returned greeting warmed her heart, proof that the other professor was doing well in light of previous months. A further happy thought to end the term off right. Speaking of potions masters, Celeste returned Amelia’s nod, hoping she hadn’t been too deterred by her own first term being marred by the near-disaster. And there was a Norman, one of the few who had been on staff longer than she herself, the longest of all she seemed to remember. “Guid evening to ye, Norman,” she returned as he approached to take a seat on the other end of the dais. It really was a long table.
But no time to dwell further as Headmaster Winterbottom got back up to speak, her attention now on him and the students in front of them. The astronomy professor clapping for Slytherin in good-natured camaraderie and support. “Here here,” Celeste agreed with a chuckle, raising her own goblet briefly to Appolonia’s toast and Tapio’s addition. And now to feast.
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