Office of Professor Carton

[MadMadamMalfoy]

Upon entering Professor Carton’s office, it’s easy to see that the space is every bit as organized and practical as the man himself. The walls are painted a dark, non-distracting shade of gray, and a large bookshelf takes up most of the back wall. The bookshelf is home to many textbooks on transfiguration application and theory, as well as the odd novel or two. Ask nicely, and the professor might let you borrow one!

A simple wooden desk sits in the middle of the room, complete with lots of drawers for quills, parchment, and other essential supplies. Behind the desk is a dark red leather chair where the professor can usually be found; two smaller chairs of the same color sit in front of the desk for visitors’ use. The top of the desk is mostly barren, except for a block calendar, silver inkwell, and two framed photos: one of Professor Carton with his late wife, the other of their daughter.

The most interesting feature on the desk is undoubtedly the miniature vanishing cabinet. This model was built by Professor Carton himself and, like everything else in the office, is fully functional. It is linked with an identical model sitting on a small table outside the office. Should you wish to speak to Professor Carton, simply fill out the form below, place it in the vanishing cabinet model with the door closed, and knock on the office door. Please note that only forms, notes, and small gifts for the professor should be placed in the cabinet! Abuse of this privilege by transporting inappropriate items (e.g. rude notes, dungbombs, animals, etc.) will result in the cabinet’s removal.

SPOILER!!: Form

Name:
Year:
House:
Reason for visit:

OOC: There is no waiting area for this thread. Please post your character knocking on Norman’s door, and we’ll be with you soon!

[DaniDiNardo]

It was likely the most important meeting of her Hogwarts career--particularly given how she preferred not to be TOO engaged in most school happenings anymore. Now that she was getting older, Emmerson realised she had a real shot of making it into the most elite of ballet troupes but the only way to do that was to remain alive. Hogwarts....Hogwarts was playing a different game and it was bringing them to cross purposes.

Was it any wonder she locked herself away in the music room when she could??

The Gryffindor made her way up to the office door, bouncing like she'd been thrown into a vat of sugar before being released to make this visit. It would go well, of course. It had to. All the hard work she'd forced herself through, the professor likely knew what a competent Gryffindor she was.

Emm leaned against the solid, wooden frame for support as she filled out the form, adding little hearts wherever the "I" happened to be, the only real way to write anything in her estimation. Once she was done, she gave it a final look over to make sure it was as urgent sounding as she could possibly make it.

Sometimes...sometimes they HAD to know. Ahem.

Quote:

Name: Emmerson Cambridge
Year: 5th
House: Gryffindor
Reason for visit: THE MOST IMPORTANT REASON IN THE ENTIRE WORLD AND IT COULDN'T POSSIBLY WAIT FOR EVEN A SECOND MORE BECAUSE THEN IT COULD BE LATE AND MY WHOLE LIFE COULD BE OVER WHICH WOULD BE A SHAME BECAUSE THEN HOW WILL YOU EVER SEE ME PERFORM, SIR???? HOW???

[MadMadamMalfoy]

Quote:

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

It was likely the most important meeting of her Hogwarts career--particularly given how she preferred not to be TOO engaged in most school happenings anymore. Now that she was getting older, Emmerson realised she had a real shot of making it into the most elite of ballet troupes but the only way to do that was to remain alive. Hogwarts....Hogwarts was playing a different game and it was bringing them to cross purposes.

Was it any wonder she locked herself away in the music room when she could??

The Gryffindor made her way up to the office door, bouncing like she'd been thrown into a vat of sugar before being released to make this visit. It would go well, of course. It had to. All the hard work she'd forced herself through, the professor likely knew what a competent Gryffindor she was.

Emm leaned against the solid, wooden frame for support as she filled out the form, adding little hearts wherever the "I" happened to be, the only real way to write anything in her estimation. Once she was done, she gave it a final look over to make sure it was as urgent sounding as she could possibly make it.

Sometimes...sometimes they HAD to know. Ahem.

Norman was holed up in his office, poring over his lesson plans for the coming months. He looked up from his work just long enough to dip his quill into the inkwell and as he did so, he noticed the cabinet. Setting his quill and papers aside for the time being, he opened the door and extracted the form inside.

His blue-green eyes scanned the written words, including the little hearts where the “I”s were. Well, that was… rather vague. He wasn’t sure whether to be concerned or mildly annoyed. Whatever the reason for the visit, Cambridge certainly made it seem important. Though if there was one thing he’d learned in three years teaching at Hogwarts, it was how overly dramatic teenagers could be. Well, he supposed he’d learn the reason for her visit soon enough!

With a wave of his wand, the door unlocked and opened. “Hello, Miss Cambridge,” he greeted, gesturing toward the seats on the other side of his desk. “Come in, have a seat.” His eyes darted from the girl to the form and back again. “What is the important reason for your visit?” If it was as important as it seemed, he thought she’d likely want to get straight to the point.