The Staff Room

"I could read deeper if you like," he said with a shrug. "Once you include magic it becomes more specific. You could predict what a person might do in different situations, how they might respond to different things."

Ah, look. She's here, a bundle of joy. Actually, she looks like she hasn't slept, alternating between mouthfuls of toast and wide yawns. She's not yawning while chewing. That would be disgusting. Instead, she's simply sat in an arm chair, trying to keep her eyes open as she flick through what are probably lessons plans for the next week. What a bother... Most of it's just theory. She way prefers practical application, but she ought to make it good for the students, anyway. Her free hand raises to her cheek, rubbing it a little to get rid of a little dirt, that only smudges over her face further. Majestic.

She positively beamed, clapping her hands together at one side. "It's like reading my own personalised horoscope section in the Daily Prophet only seemingly more accurate and less vague." Her smile widened. "And it's awfully sweet of you to interpret your numbers in that way. Is that what you really think?"

"Sounds like a lot of hard work and effort," she nodded slowly, impressed. "Do you think you can predict how many of my students are going to forget their homework next lesson? Then I get more time to think of how to deal with them, third years are prone to making up excuses since they're only just getting used to the increased number of lessons."

She pulled a face, groaning. "So you have the same issue too? Honestly, I'm going to have to start handing out detentions like Halloween sweets."

There's some kind of noise from her corner of the room, that begins with a plosive and ends with a choking sound. Attractive. It's actually her just waking up, after having nodded off sat down. It's not like she can help it, being sat in a warm room, in a padded and comfortable armchair, and with absolutely nothing to do. She hardly sets homework. She should really start, but the marking is too much effort, and no one likes homework. Besides, it's hard to set any, when the majority of your lessons are practical. It's only an essay every so often, about the uses of Ashwinder eggs, and the stories and histories behind Basilisks. reading about that kind of thing is fine, but checking over it is the worst. But she doesn't have anything to mark right now, nor does she have any lessons that need planning currently, so she's simply sat there, staring into the fire and waiting for time to tick onwards until her next lesson.