Irial Darkk was growing bored on the grounds, so he decided to take a stroll. He soon found himself in front of none other than Berty Borr's office. Oh, so this was the man who'd deemed himself good enough to tear Hogwarts apart.

Frowning, Irial spotted another student standing there. He smiled at him cordially and stood there, obviously loitering. His black cloak still covered his archaic tattoos, and his hands were still gloved. His long black hair covered his pale face and dark purple eyes, making him look like a gothic student more than anything. He absentmindedly wondered when Borr would return while he picked at his gloves.