It appears that Professor Kamacrazy’s office is moving yet again – from the Headmaster’s Office to either the Herbology classrooms or to the Quidditch Pitch (much to Vindictus’ chagrin).
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Unless, of course, it was... Hrm. He considered. "However, if a lady must be encroached upon, perhaps it would make sense to hold my class sessions within the herbology class spaces. After all, potions do make great use of herbological components, and as long as an area could be kept completely sterile to avoid soil or contaminants in the potions we should do well in that area. My office and personal dwellings could be placed in another location, such as with Professor Vindictus." A single level for classes and office suited him well, as stairs were hard on his hip. But though Reynard probably knew that, he would not wound his pride by admitting to the others that his health entered his reasoning.
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demented_death_eater Those final words coming from Kazi's mouth hit Max like a bolt of lightening. "WHAT? YOU KILLED MY RACING BROOMS!" he shouted as he lept off the couch. "No. Absolutely not. My office is separate from the main castle. It gets too much fresh air and . . . and . . . ." He was now stammering for excuses. There were none. Vindictus crossed his arms and plopped back down on the couch with a pouty look on his face. He knew he'd be forced to share or suffer the consequences. "Fine!"
Furthermore – Groundskeeper Masterson has been swimming in the lake trying to find the source of the leak into the dungeons. He is asking that Bartholomew Henry be asked to help him.
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Tailzinator Constantine had been here the WHOLE time. Yes, yes, he had. Just, ignore the slightly soaked man entering the staff room at the very moment. Fine, he'd been here in spirit while going for a swim in the lake. A swim for a good cause.
He plopped down in a seat near Max, his swim shorts thoroughly soaked and his t-shirt sticking to his torso as he dried off before putting the shirt on. "I've just gone for a dive in the lake to check out the dungeons...but the lake is too large for me to manage, particularly in my condition. Do you think it would be possible to ask Bartholomew the squid for help? He'd be a lot more efficient and cover a lot of space in a shorter period of time."