The Harpy of Hogwarts | Dungeon Mistress | Bimba di Serpeverde
Alessia placed her teacup back on it's saucer. "Do I find fault with you answering a plea from a student?" She looked up at him... so that's why he came. "No... not al all. And if you asked me if I found fault with your concern for me, I do not. I am blessed to have you care for me so. Protect me when I am need." She smiled tenderly at him. "At the same time, Professor Lawson didn't feel I lost control of the class and trusted in my abilities. I also see no fault with that either. The one and the other are not in disagreement with one another." She took another sip of the tea and placed it back down on the saucer. "What I am more concerned with, is the student who sent the distress call. That student had no faith me. And therefor does not respect me as a professor. Are you willing to reveal their name to me Papa Valon? I would like to speak with them."
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