"Shall I make it another TWENTY POINTS? I. SAID. SIT. DOWN. This is the STAFF table. You are not staff and your welcome has been WORN." Lord Borr pointed pointed a shaky finger towards the Hufflepuff table.

Jose decided to leave the staff table after saying good bye to the Proffesor he was talking to.

"I'm Antonio Dumont, the Muggle Studies professor," Antonio responded. "I just find your statements a bit absurd, and just wanted to point out that hair length should not be a consideration or reflection on ones abilitiies. Not to offend in any way, but I just don't see the rationale. Nor do I feel it makes one less manly if they do have hair on the longer side. Professor Erikson here seems to be quite manly, and his hair is longer than most men. I just don't understand the point of this conversation, that's all."

Argyle aparates to the area behind the staff table. Mistress Rae would tell Argyle what's going on. Why the house elves had to work in this new sanitized blue kitchen instead of the old kitchen all the house elves know and love. Argle looks around for Mistress Rae, but all Argyle can see is a bunch of smelly male professors. One in particular causes Argyle to shutter. He's fat, smelly, and carries a large can that could send Argyle sailing through the front door. Argyle is relieved to finally see a familar face. Argyle walk to where Master Braxton is sitting on a rickety stool. Argyle snaps her fingers. Master Braxton now sits in a fine chair befitting his station in life. Argyle then tugs on Master Braxton's robes. Master Braxton should know where Mistress Rae is.

"I'm sure you are sorry, you're one of the pests I'm referring to. We haven't even gotten our dinner and you're already being an annoyance." Bob huffed impatiently.


"Yes! I am seeing this. You are a natural talent with these children. I shall try and follow your discipline methods and if I need any help, it would be great to have your assistance. I am very grateful to be in your presence. I will be taking those notes. Yes, yes. Quite right you are. I've seem some of those professors. Maybe the ministry should look into just having a boy’s school. We can just get rid of those nasty girls. Especially that headmistress!” Bob chuckled loudly.



"Yes, I see." Bob said proudly. He listed to the speech hanging on the every word. When it came to the toast, but stood up and loudly said. "HERE HERE. To the minister!"

At the mention of cookies Bob nearly fell out of his chair. "Cookies? Why yes! I would love some cookies. Thank you for thinking of me Lord Borr. You'd think they'd feed a man around here? This is disgraceful. The food is terrible. I expect better standards."

Bob was eying the cookies as he licked his lips. "Yes yes yes, Sure you too." He mumbled to the boy.

Brek had arrived late. He had had every intention of being on time but some last minute questions regarding the new wizard to replace him as department head at St. Mungos had detained him longer then necessary. He ran his fingers through his hair and straightened his robes as best he could and then scanned the chairs that were available. Giving a shrug he settled himself into one.

Raising an eyebrow and catching the last bit of whatever disagreement seemed to be going on around him, he shook his head. If this was what the term was going to be like, he didn't have any idea what to expect. Oh well, he put a grin on his face and did his best to look interested in what was being discussed.

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"Good day to you, sir," Dumont smiled at the man who had just spoken to him. The man had a very pleasant face, quite an intelligent look and appeared to be someone that Dumont could easily talk to. "I'm Antonio Dumont, by the way. Very new to teaching here, I confess. How about yourself?" Dumont figured this man had probably been here for years and might be able to show him the ropes.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, 'Antonio Dumont by the way'." He said, saying Antonio's name as if the words 'by the way' were part of it. "I've been teaching for quite some time, but never at Hogwarts...or, Cooper's school, is what I mean. This is sure to be an interesting year with the way they've got it all set up. What subject will you be teaching, 'Antonio Dumont by the way'?"

Kapoor stopped when he heard Headmaster Branxton announce the opening speech and applauded once the very busy and important Lord Berty Borr gave more than a few words.

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Dumont couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was there an argument going on about the length of a person's - - - hair? How ridiculous could things get, and who would care one way or the other about such a thing? He eyed the large man who had made these statements about hair length uncertainly. He seemed a bit blustery and presumptuous, to say the least! "Sir, how could a person's hair length possibly affect their abilities or anything else?", he asked. "What could it possibly matter? That is only a matter of preference and doesn't prove anything."

"I'm Antonio Dumont, the Muggle Studies professor," Antonio responded. "I just find your statements a bit absurd, and just wanted to point out that hair length should not be a consideration or reflection on ones abilitiies. Not to offend in any way, but I just don't see the rationale. Nor do I feel it makes one less manly if they do have hair on the longer side. Professor Erikson here seems to be quite manly, and his hair is longer than most men. I just don't understand the point of this conversation, that's all."

Kapoor winced a little. Sure the argument was ludacris, because it need not be a large issue, though, it didn't seem that either gentleman was prepared to backdown. He started to shake his head at Antonio in a pleading fasion. He was still a young man with his whole life ahead of him (Kapoor hoped after this moment) and he probably didn't know the extent to which the Ministry would extend itself to see order.

Niall, making sure everything was at least right with his clothing attire, he headed up to the staff table after the speech of the Headmaster. He lightly clapped his hands together, heading over to where he thought the Divination teacher sat. He walked up to the man and smiled.

"Hello, are you the appointed Divination professor?" He kept his somewhat smile on, not wanting to let any of the teachers think he was a bad student that scowled. No, not at all.

Professor Kapoor noticed the older student approach the staff table. "Why, yes, yes I am. Professor David Kapoor. It is a pleasure to meet you. What brings you to the staff table this evening?", He said, hoping to get to the heart of the confrontation. He was feeling a little hungry and did not wish to be rude and eat in front of the student while he was being addressed.

Dumont caught the look that Kapoor had given him. It was true, he really couldn't win this argument, and it was pointless to try. He turned to Lord Borr and said, "I apologize, sir, you are probably right. It's just been a long day, that's all. I suppose most men do look better with neat, short hair."

"Oh the pleasure is all mine, sir. I'm Niall Eerie," he offered a hand out if he thought it necessary for a good shake for the meeting of them two. "Ah, well I am very excited for classes to start, and I can't wait to attend yours. I feel I excel in Divination. I look forward to it." He smiled at him, because he really was excited to do his last term majoring in Divination. "I thought it would be nice to come introduce myself to some of the staff as well."

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Dumont caught the look that Kapoor had given him. It was true, he really couldn't win this argument, and it was pointless to try. He turned to Lord Borr and said, "I apologize, sir, you are probably right. It's just been a long day, that's all. I suppose most men do look better with neat, short hair."

Kapoor exhaled...a little. He looked to the one they called Borr to gauge his reaction. He hoped the man wasn't in any mood to continue the argument and would let this pass.

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"Oh the pleasure is all mine, sir. I'm Niall Eerie," he offered a hand out if he thought it necessary for a good shake for the meeting of them two. "Ah, well I am very excited for classes to start, and I can't wait to attend yours. I feel I excel in Divination. I look forward to it." He smiled at him, because he really was excited to do his last term majoring in Divination. "I thought it would be nice to come introduce myself to some of the staff as well."

Niall Eerie...Kapoor would probably get that wrong, mix it up somehow and start addressing him as Jordon Baikal. "Nice to meet you Niall Eerie." At least he got it right today. He extended a hand and gave the young man a handshake. "That is certainly a good thing to hear as many students simply scoff at the topic. I will be looking forward to teaching you the subject, however as it is time for the feast to be served, perhaps we could discuss this further in my office once it is over? I'd be interested to hear what areas of the study you excell most in and where you'd like to improve, should you have any troubled areas."

Armand silently nodded to Jose before turning and entering in the conversation fully.

"Thank you. I think I might get to know you this term," Armand smirked.

A dark look crossed Armand's face and he smiled eerily. "Why Lord Borr, if you think I am nothing more than Azkaban riffraff, perhaps I could find a way of showing you just how right you might be." He left hand twitched, eager for his wand. The stalemate over the summer had him on edge as it is, and no outlet for relief.

Niall nodded to the man. "Yes, yes of course. I wouldn't want to keep you from eating. I shall see you some other time," he gave him a smile before he headed back to the Ravenclaw table.

Dumont nodded and smiled, just listening to the conversation of the others. He supposed it was best to be quiet for the time being, not make waves and simply learn as much as he could. After all he was new here with little to contribute, thankfully he was a fast learner! He was so far very impressed with both Erikson and Kapoor, they both seemed quite nice fellows.

"Ghastly!" Fabian scowled in Doyle's direction, "mighty ghastly! Glad i don't have a wedding portrait, I can do without Clara in the one in my office!" he scowled again. "I have Cooper behind his desk, keeping a close watch on me is more like it" he scowled again at the air. All this, all these changes are putting him in a rotten mood indeed.

"Saying I hate my office would be an understatement" Fabian scowled down at his plate in response to Max. "I tried everything i could, nothing would come down or come off. Mind you, small pieces of the wall did come out" he scowled again.

"Those permanent sticking charms are horrid," Max nodded and sighed. "Do you know what the idiot did to the Pitch? He had his goons place a disillusionment charm AND a concealment charm on the entire area."

Fabian hooted in laughter, "He has a grudge on you he does" he howled, "why go through this entire ordeal for concealment. Hogwarts is already covered with numerous spells to conceal it. If he has so much money to spend, why haven't he spent it on his Quidditch team instead? they sure are in dire need of a new trainer".

"That would be common sense, something the git lacks," Max grumbled. "His team is in dire need of new players, especially when they get suspended by the League."

And with the three men of Braxton, Clark and Vindictus speaking of the permanent sticking charm in their offices, Caleum shook his head with a slight roll of his eyes. "Sticking charms are the worst, especially when they can't even get my name right on my office door," he now spoke as he placed his hands on the table. "If one person refers to me as Joseph, I swear I will cringe." He paused for a moment as he thought of the rest of the so called funny joke of the name plate.

He leaned in a little closer to the table. "Have any of you seen the Hufflepuff Common room yet?" he asked with a raised brow yet again. That was one for the books of course. Hufflepuff was now changed into a girlie purple with a touch of black.

"No! Does yours glow because of all of the snow white from floor to ceiling and have furniture covered in plastic?" Max asked and looked at Fabian and Caleum.

Caleum wrinkled his face in what Vindictus spoke of. "Umm, no," he spoke as now he held a questionable look on his face. "Our room is purple and black, nothing Hufflepuff about it." He paused for a moment as he now began to rub his upper lip. "Even the crest is a shade of light and dark purple with black." He couldn't get over the fact that someone wanted to change something that had been the same color for years, and something that one of the Founders created as well.

Josh had waited till yapzilla was done with his little speech...if you could bear to call it that. He wish they would supply pillows for you to rest your head on while he went on about these rules. which he was sure was meant to be followed, but ..seeing as he had never done well with rules. he didnt obey them before and was not about to start because of a big cushy with a booming..annoying voice. he thought it would of been fitting to stick an apple in his mouth and declare him done. thank god his speech was done.

Josh decided to stop mentally complaining about the new people and just go say hi to the older ones. Which were by far the best ones here...give or take a few. He had heard that their was a new addition to the DADA field. He was sure to meet him. See if he was really as good as he had heard. he saw that he was over by professor clark. Great.. he was with the cage keeper...great influence.hopefully the new guy wouldnt get upset and start throwing people into cages just because he felt the need to. he walked over to the three men and gave them a smile." hello professors." he said as he then asked." your the new teacher for DADA correct?" he asked. he could care less about the other teachers. Well if he wasnt he might as well introduce himself anyway." Josh Moonson." he said to him as he held out his hand to shake.

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A dark look crossed Armand's face and he smiled eerily. "Why Lord Borr, if you think I am nothing more than Azkaban riffraff, perhaps I could find a way of showing you just how right you might be." He left hand twitched, eager for his wand. The stalemate over the summer had him on edge as it is, and no outlet for relief.

Kapoor wanted to pretend as though he didn't hear that, but he did. Quite clearly. And, it sent a shiver up his spine. Either there was some history between the Professor with the long hair and Lord Borr or...the school had potentially hired a dark wizard. Both? This was going to be an interesting term indeed.

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Niall nodded to the man. "Yes, yes of course. I wouldn't want to keep you from eating. I shall see you some other time," he gave him a smile before he headed back to the Ravenclaw table.

Professor Kapoor smiled, feeling quite proud that little Mississippi had conducted himself with such dignity and grace in the prescence of the Professors. 'Ah, Ravenclaw students were such a nice lot', as they were when he was in the house during his days at Hogwarts.

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And with the three men of Braxton, Clark and Vindictus speaking of the permanent sticking charm in their offices, Caleum shook his head with a slight roll of his eyes. "Sticking charms are the worst, especially when they can't even get my name right on my office door," he now spoke as he placed his hands on the table. "If one person refers to me as Joseph, I swear I will cringe." He paused for a moment as he thought of the rest of the so called funny joke of the name plate.

He leaned in a little closer to the table. "Have any of you seen the Hufflepuff Common room yet?" he asked with a raised brow yet again. That was one for the books of course. Hufflepuff was now changed into a girlie purple with a touch of black.

'The Defense teacher wasn't named Joseph?' He thought of asking him, but he appeared to be engaged in conversation with the two athletic-looking gentlemen, and he felt it would be rude to ask now. Kapoor cringed over a gold goblet when he heard what had become of the Hufflepuff common room. He dreaded to think of what the others looked like, although, not doubting that, judging by the great hall's arrangement, Slytherin would maintain a decent, if not opulent appearance.

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Dumont nodded and smiled, just listening to the conversation of the others. He supposed it was best to be quiet for the time being, not make waves and simply learn as much as he could. After all he was new here with little to contribute, thankfully he was a fast learner! He was so far very impressed with both Erikson and Kapoor, they both seemed quite nice fellows.

"Sooo, Mr. Dumont," Kapoor begin trying to make conversation with the younger gentleman. "What brought you to have such a strong background in Muggle Studies?", he asked, wondering if, perhaps, Antonio was a Muggle-born wizard.

Dumont laughed. "I'd be happy to tell you all about that, Mr. Kapoor, it's an interesting story, actually. I'm a pureblood wizard, was actually sorted into Slytherin House when I was at Hogwarts. My parents never had anything to do with muggles and I knew nothing about them until I came to school and learned about some of their inventions through some halfblood and muggleborn witches and wizards. The more I learned about the world of muggles, it seems the more interested I became in them. I guess basically I just wanted to learn what makes them tick."

"How about you, sir?", Dumont asked. "Divination is a fascinating subject, I grant you, but how did you first get interested in it?" It was a bit suprising to see a male Divinations teacher though it did happen on occasion, Dumont surmised.