Glancing along the staff table, Risu noticed that some of his colleagues seemed rather less enthusiastic about their food. There was a bit of pushing-food-around on some plates. Others were completely empty.

Not his, though. The end of term always came with both good and bad news. Getting some time off was good, for example - Risu had plans that, for once, exceeded his professional interests. Maybe even some holiday, if he could find the Galleons to do so. On the other hand, it felt a bit strange to see the seventh-year students leave. He had only been with the school for two years, so hadn't yet witnessed students grow up from frightened first-years to capable young witches and wizards, but Risu did think he was going to miss those who were leaving regardless.

And, of course, some of his colleagues would not return either. The grapevine didn't quite entangle all the way up to the Astronomy Tower, so Risu was often a bit late with non-astronomical knowledge, but he had seen the notices and some of the more subdued conversations between what would soon be former colleagues in the staff room.

All that did not diminish his appetite unduly, however. He looked over the Great Hall, nodding at students when he caught their eye.