The blonde woman made her way from the Astronomy tower towards the Divinations corridor. This was out of her comfort zone. She had never done anything like this before and she wasn't very sure why she was even doing this right now. Caroleena must have thought that she had hit an all time low. Her only greatest accomplishments in her life was being a professor for nearly twenty years, what else was so great about her life at the moment. She had gotten married at a young age and then divorced almost ten years ago. No kids, just money. Though she really didn't need kids seeing as her two younger siblings had kids of their own.

Caroleena looked around the corridor before touching one of the crystal balls. This wasn't very her at all. Nope.

The blonde seer and divinations professor was sitting in front of her fireplace with her head close to the mantle peering in at the smoke and wood and incense. Laurel was experimenting with different methods in preparation for some of her next lessons when her trusted crystal ball gave off its distinctive visitor sound. Surprised, she almost hit her head in the mantle when she moved backwards to stand up.

Brushing off her robes Laurel went to answer her door. Unlocking it she opened it and looked out at Caroleena, letting out an air of smoke and incense. Smiling Laurel greeted. "Hello Caroleena, its nice to see you! Want to come in for some tea?"

She wasn't waiting there that long before Laurel was already opening the door. "Hello Laurel." she smiled and gave her a nod. "Lovely to see you as well." What was she doing here again? Trying to become friends with a co-worker. Caroleena walked into Laurel's office. "I would love come tea." she said with a smile as she looked around.

It was a nice surprise to get a visit from Caroleena. Laurel had sadly not been very social with her new colleagues except for run ins at meal times and in the staff room. She had of course predicted a visit, but not the exact nature of it. It'd be interesting to see what Caroleena had on her mind.

She let her colleague walk into her office ahead of her as she took a moment to close her door, before she followed. Seeing Caroleena gaze around her office, Laurel asked with a gesture to her sleeping bengal. "I hope you're not allergic to cats?"

Heading over to the tea pot she asked with a look over her shoulder at Caroleena "Have you got any favourite tea flavours?"

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Bouncing down the corridor towards Professor Vance's office, Derf wore an eager beamy face as he clutched a poorly wrapped box between his hands. The professor had seemed a tiny bit confused about something he had brought up during a lesson a little while back, so he had written home to ask that a certain something from his unkept room be owled to him and it had JUST arrived so NOW he could finally give it to her. Lend. Give? Lend? He hadn't actually decided which it was yet to be honest...but seeing as he had some sort of inner eye then maybe he had no use for it anymore.

Which also meant that Professor Vance didn't either...other than it being a neat little muggle novelty item!

Approaching the crystal ball, Derf shifted his hold on the box and shoved it between his knees so he could knock on it. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. Glancing around and making sure his knees were properly supporting the box between them, Derf started drumming on the crystal ball with his palms.

"Atchooo!" Laurel sneezed out for like the hundred time where she stood in the center of her office surveying the flour chaos that was everywhere, even in her cats basket. If a house elf had walked in just then, they had probably would have pulled their cute little ears backwards at the sight, cringed and then wondered where to first start cleaning. The female professor and seer had first been attempting a flour reading that she had wanted perfect, and then she had tried making scones. Laurel hadn't exactly been successful in either endeavour or at least that was what she thought. The scones were still baking in the oven. Note to self don't try this version of flour reading again or at least not in your office.

Laurel was cleaning up the mess when her trusted crystal ball announced that she had an eager and it seemed rather urgent visitor waiting outside her door. What had happened now? Had someone foolishly tried to climb the clock tower? Quickly heading over to answer her door Laurel forgot to look herself in the mirror. Her hair and clothes were still covered in a thick layer of flour. Unlocking her door, she peeked out, spotting Derfael with a box shoved between his knees. Beaming at the badger she said "Hello Derfael, what a nice surprise! What brings you by my door?"

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"Atchooo!" Laurel sneezed out for like the hundred time where she stood in the center of her office surveying the flour chaos that was everywhere, even in her cats basket. If a house elf had walked in just then, they had probably would have pulled their cute little ears backwards at the sight, cringed and then wondered where to first start cleaning. The female professor and seer had first been attempting a flour reading that she had wanted perfect, and then she had tried making scones. Laurel hadn't exactly been successful in either endeavour or at least that was what she thought. The scones were still baking in the oven. Note to self don't try this version of flour reading again or at least not in your office.

Laurel was cleaning up the mess when her trusted crystal ball announced that she had an eager and it seemed rather urgent visitor waiting outside her door. What had happened now? Had someone foolishly tried to climb the clock tower? Quickly heading over to answer her door Laurel forgot to look herself in the mirror. Her hair and clothes were still covered in a thick layer of flour. Unlocking her door, she peeked out, spotting Derfael with a box shoved between his knees. Beaming at the badger she said "Hello Derfael, what a nice surprise! What brings you by my door?"

Derf was still drumming when the door swung open and was so engrossed in pretending he had rhythm - he did actually have some, for the record - that he didn't fully noticed Professor Vance had made her appearance. But her voice sure did.

Jumping, because his back happened to be facing the door, Derf spun around in place and the box dislodged itself from between his legs with a dull thud to the floor. "Hi profes-s-ss-sor!" he greeted, quickly bending over to pick the box up off the ground. "I jus-st wanted to give you...." And then the first year ACTUALLY looked at the professor and forgot what it was he was about to say. "Did Peeves-s do fat to you, profes-s-sor?"

Was the poltergeist here? It was sort of on the first year's Hogwarts bucket list that he be the victim of a prank. Not like some massive group one or anything, but singled out. Because then that meant that he was important enough for the poltergeist's attention. It made sense in the first year's mind, okay?

It took several moments for Laurel to drop her whole crisis mindset, because of the insistent knocking on her crystal ball that seemed very urgent to a calm and pleasantly surprised by Derfael's visit mindset. Luckily for her the young badger was so engrossed in his own world with his back to the door that he didn't notice her right away.

But when he did though Derf spun on the spot and dropped his peculiar box with a dull thud to the floor as he greeted her. Apparently he wanted to give her something but it was lost as Derf most likely took in her flour covered appearance. Laughing good heartedly Laurel shook her head as she replied kindly. "No, not at all. Peeves isn't at fault. I'm covered in all this flour and its entirely my own fault for experimenting with a new future reading method."

Doing her best to brush off some of the worst flour from her face and robes she asked. "Would you like to come inside Derfael and show me the content of that box over some apple lemonade and some scones if they are too badly burned?"

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