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Professor Branxton sat immobile on his short, rickety stool (quite the feat given the state of the seat) while the staff and students filtered into the hall. His eyes flicked briefly to Borr but, betrayed no hint of what he was feeling toward this entire fiasco. When it seemed Borr had finished, Doyle stood and cleaned his glasses before speaking in a carrying voice. "Thank you very much for your sentiments Lord Borr. We are pleased to count your greatness amongst the staff here at Cooper's School of Magic," he said and then sat back on his stool which was transfigure-proof and seemed to have been set with a permanent sticking charm. Much like the monstrosities they felt moved to place in his office.
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