Originally Posted by XanaSnape

Professor Kamirez watched the professor who had fallen down. It didn't seem like a critical situation. The headmaster wanted the school nurse to tend to the idiot boy with a fork up his nostril, so that was being addressed... and the professor who had made the graveyard comment had taken the initiative to command the students back to their seats; very good indeed. He found himself respecting the man's tactics and would make a point of introducing himself once the melee quieted to a dull roar.

Kazimeriz poured himself a cup of Earl grey and sat back, casually nibbling a biscuit and sipping the warm and fragrant brew. He wondered why everybody was so shocked to see ghosts at Hogwarts... they were common enough in his day.

He did spot one young Slytherin who wasn't returning to her seat. "Excuse me, dear, what is your name?" he called to the young child. Perhaps she was lost. Yeah, lost. that's it.