It never rains but it pours
Feb. 20th, 2009 10:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_mcgonagallAfter the board meeting last night (as usual) and a quite productive meeting with Lucius, I was quite ready for a good night's sleep.
Unfortunately, it appears that Mr Marvolo got it into his head that he needed to save an animal Professor Macnair was keeping - a Norwegian Ridgeback. I knew nothing of this creature, but I learned of it quickly when I arrived on the scene. Coincidentally, Professor Slughorn and I ran into Professor Macnair on our way to investigate - so together we discovered Marvolo, Mr Malfoy, and the mudblood Granger facing off a very angry small dragon. They had packed it in some kind of crate and brought it out to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and were apparently trying to set it free, but Granger had been bit when it turned on them - quite the little heroine in the melee, apparently.
Well, very well: two students out of bed, either tricked into it by the mudblood or having forced her along, it was difficult to tell, and a wild animal. Macnair dealt with the beast, I docked House points, and Slughorn was to take them to bed - but there we saw a figure skulking in the woods.
Now what part could ex-Professor Quirrell have to play in all this?
He has been apprehended, of course, and I delivered him into the Ministry's hands via Lucius - fortunately Lucius was making a late dinner of it with Professor Carrow, and therefore available.
This morning was an unpleasant scene in my office. The mudblood is still in the hospital wing, quite ill from the beast's poisoned bite; Malfoy and Marvolo are in disgrace, and Malfoy at least is assigned detention for the next age. These children have been more troublesome than the entire year above them!
Unfortunately, it appears that Mr Marvolo got it into his head that he needed to save an animal Professor Macnair was keeping - a Norwegian Ridgeback. I knew nothing of this creature, but I learned of it quickly when I arrived on the scene. Coincidentally, Professor Slughorn and I ran into Professor Macnair on our way to investigate - so together we discovered Marvolo, Mr Malfoy, and the mudblood Granger facing off a very angry small dragon. They had packed it in some kind of crate and brought it out to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and were apparently trying to set it free, but Granger had been bit when it turned on them - quite the little heroine in the melee, apparently.
Well, very well: two students out of bed, either tricked into it by the mudblood or having forced her along, it was difficult to tell, and a wild animal. Macnair dealt with the beast, I docked House points, and Slughorn was to take them to bed - but there we saw a figure skulking in the woods.
Now what part could ex-Professor Quirrell have to play in all this?
He has been apprehended, of course, and I delivered him into the Ministry's hands via Lucius - fortunately Lucius was making a late dinner of it with Professor Carrow, and therefore available.
This morning was an unpleasant scene in my office. The mudblood is still in the hospital wing, quite ill from the beast's poisoned bite; Malfoy and Marvolo are in disgrace, and Malfoy at least is assigned detention for the next age. These children have been more troublesome than the entire year above them!
