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Jake was bored.
One would think that being Department Head would require more work but with everything going relatively smoothly at Hogwarts, and his employees doing a good job at handling the smaller tasks, he was finding himself with nothing big to do. Of course, there were always little things - but they were extremely long winded, and could wait until he was in the mood.
Man, his new paycheck was ruining his work ethic. Ah well.
Just as he was about to start on another game of 'what should I wave my wand at next' a paper plane came flew into his room and unfolded itself to reveal something that looked fairly important. Putting down his wand, Jake fully turned to face his desk and began reading.
o_O Whoa. This was big.
Jake suddenly felt a great distaste for those people on the fourth floor. Where they serious? This was just wrong!! People who had been werewolves or vampires for a while know how to behave themselves - the Ministry had no right in banning them, no matter how close the full moon was. Plus, if someone had really cared - they could have moved the date so that it wasn't that close to the full moon.
Bleh - he was in a working mood again. Glaring at the piece of paper that had caused his anger, Jake put it aside for now and grabbed his first batch of parchments and took the quill out of the inkwell. Here we go...
__________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________
but I don't have to write them in ink_____
_____________I could still change the end |