Entries before this point took place when Bob was teaching Ancient Runes at sortinghat_rp.

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Anybody who hasn't turned in your homework for the last week, please, please do so now. Otherwise your grade will have to be held over, and that would be a shame, considering how well you've all done this term.

The play and the club presentations were very enjoyable. Miss Jones, well done to you and the rest of the Explorer's Club; I'm sure everyone learned something new about the castle!


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Why they let Kidd into the Spirit Division is beyond me. Pity none of those self-proclaimed has-beens possesses any practical knowledge of title in movable property..... Surely even they couldn't be idiots enough to reverse the legislation, after all that.

*wry chuckle, sarcasm... he hopes* Good God, I'm doomed.

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[[Pretend the Explorer's Club presented something about Escheresque passages and out-of-the-way classrooms and ways to persuade the staircases not to change while you're on them? XD;;

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*several crumpled pages; following that, a few lines in a script spikier than usual... a perceptive eye might almost call it bitter*


Castiel, Gabriel, honestly. You sound as though this sort of thing has never happened to you before. It probably won't be the last time either, but still, try not to waste it.


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Nothing I can do, even like this... *a dent in the page, as of some blunt, round object like the edge of a thick bracelet digging into it* It's sure to wear off any moment. Just like the last time this happened, and the time before that.... and on into eternity.

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[[Backdated to late, late, LATE Friday night. Bob was in the library without his journal up until now, trying to break his curse and not succeeding. He's now sitting on a book-box in his tiny office, exhausted and hungry and possibly emoing falling asleep at his desk.]]

Marco! Take that mouse out of the classroom immedi-- NO, DON'T DROP IT--

..*sigh*

If someone could locate and remove the mouse that is currently hiding in my classroom, I would be much obliged.


*stalking through a desk to get to the supply cupboard for a closer look at the animal, is surprised that it seems to be more difficult than usual to move through the solid material, but waves it off as the castle having a bad day.*


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Mz Beckett, I wonder if you would be obliging enough to transport my skull to the location for Castiel's funeary rites tomorrow?

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[[He has a satchel to put the skull in when it needs to go anywhere, which Kate would probably have seen when they went to the teacher's conference.]]

.........Did he have to call it "G.H.O.S.T."


As some of you may already be aware, I will be sponsoring the Explorer's Club. Your student representative will be Miss Coraline Jones; please apply to her for the time of the first meeting.


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This couldn't be better if I'd planned it.

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(Meanwhile, Bob's cat Marco wanders into an open classroom on the third floor and is investigating the intriguing area beneath the front desk when a breeze shuts the door behind him. OOPS.)


[[That's right, it's a HOMEWORK POST! \o/ As usual, respond with name, House, year, and how your character handles the assignment.
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Congratulations to our newly minted Prefects and Heads of Houses. I'll be looking forward to working with you all again this year.

Castiel, I see that Marco is in the staff room now, if Lilith could be persuaded to join him there. Do you know where any of the other kittens are at the moment?


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Spencer, my skull is in my classroom. When do you plan to head out?

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*checks that his office door is fastened and properly warded against, ahem, Peeves and takes the scenic route up the stairs instead of going straight through the ceiling*


[[Totally backdated to yesterday. Remember, kids, sign up for Ancient Runes here! Also, some of you may presently get uber-late last-week comments from my characters. >___> Sorry they're so very uber-late.]]

...finally.

Apologies for my being out of touch. I had to order a new journal from Diagon Alley and it only just arrived. Students who wish to take Ancient Runes in the upcoming year will be given the opportunity to sign up for the class within a few days.


Castiel, you must have been quite busy for the last few days, since I haven't seen you since

*reads a few pages back; strikes that out*

I swear, this place is like a zoo sometimes.


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...............................Gabriel, before you do anything irreversible, consider that Dumbledore and the Ministry might not take kindly to the murder of one of our staff.

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*stares at journal, slams it shut with a word, turns his back on it, and commences to glare a metaphorical hole through the wall*


[[Thobari-mun etc, Bob can't reach the dungeons from his location -- is there anything else that could have alerted him that there was stuff with wards and dark magic going on? That stuff's kind of his specialty.]]

PEEVES!! Come back here with th

*mad laughter, ZAP, howling, a few char marks*

Eeeeheheheheh! Wicked ghostie, putting electric wards on a pretty book like this! How can we make it nicer? I know -- with a dunk in the lake!<3


[[Bob's in the front hall, but can't get outside the castle. Somebody save his journal? XD]]

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Hm. If Dumbledore will install new spirits in the castle without notifying the current inhabitants, I'd better see about restoring the wards on my classroom. It was bad enough keeping Peeves out....

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*ink blot, a couple of scratches and pawprints* ..Marco! How many times must I tell you....



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Was that your voice I heard in the Great Hall earlier?

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