Avery's Office Hours Open

Avery is not often in his office, but people are always welcome.

When he is in his office, the door is left open for anyone to peer in and say hello.
When he isn't in his office, the door is closed and locked.
At a height comfortably accessible for a first-year, but not too short for an adult to use as well, there is an enchanted doorknocker in the shape of a bear's face. It is enchanted to let the Caretaker know if someone knocks on it and, once knocked upon, the bear will announce a friendly "Coming!" to the person knocking, and Avery will eventually appear to let whomever inside.

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Once inside the crescent-shaped room, a look to the right will present a rather plain and exceptionally neat wooden desk with a plain wooden chair and a plain, black metal filing cabinet behind it. It is clear that one of the first things Avery did was thoroughly clean and organize the whole room. It is also clear that he probably doesn't sit at this particular desk very often. Though there are signs of work being done (an in and out box, a pen waiting to be used on top of a small stack of papers/parchment in the middle, other various in-the-middle-of-use office supplies), the chair is placed against the wall next to the filing cabinet as if it was placed there more as decoration than functional furniture.

To the left of the door is a large fireplace, framed by two windows and a pair of worn and comfortable-looking brown leather couches. A medium-sized, round, wooden table sits between the couches with a tea set decorating it, ready for any visitor to take a seat in front of the roaring fireplace in the winter or enjoy the breeze from the wide-open windows when it is warm enough. On top of the mantle of the fireplace is a selection of pictures (of his parents, his family, and his pets) and small knick-knacks given to him by various people.
The Knick Knack Mantle

- A small, weathered, non-magical photo, in a silver frame, of a young man with a freckled, Asian face, black hair that is half up and falls in waves over his shoulders and brown eyes at the beach. Sometimes this photo is laid flat, the picture on its face.
- A pair of black and purple wizard crocs.
- A small photo, in a silver frame that matches the first frame, of a couple in their
mid-forties dancing and laughing at a party. The man is an attractive Spanish man with Avery's features, dark black hair, and dark, brown eyes. The woman is also attractive with Swedish features and has her golden blonde, curly hair loose down her back and bright green eyes.
Dominating the middle of the area and most of the room is a LARGE and sturdy table that is almost always occupied by several small paintings or sometimes a painting as large as the table itself being worked on. Two or three wheeled carts surround the table and are filled with various painting and art repair supplies. Sometimes, a visitor can stumble in on Avery actively at work, repairing one of the many paintings or frames in need of care, these carts following him magically around the table as he works.
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Office Rules and Guidelines:
This is an in-character roleplay area where you can interact with the caretaker.
The 200-word minimum still applies, as do other rp rules.
  • One person or a group together at a time may enter the office when it is open.
    • Please tag everyone involved, including me.
    • Whoever is in the office has 1 month to respond to my post, or I will close our encounter and open the office for someone else.
    • Avery's start date was May 25, 2025. Do not backdate before this.
    • The interaction will take place on the day you post unless you state otherwise. Please also include the time (Morning, Afternoon, Evening).
  • If necessary, I will post a waiting list. Once an interaction is finished, I will inform the next person that the office is open again. If you would like to be on it, let me know.
  • If you wish for a long or in-depth interaction or would like to speak to me OOC, contact me through Owl or Discord (#ladylauren) instead of posting here
Last edited by Avery Phineas Finch on 8 Mar 2026, 20:00, edited 1 time in total.

Skilled Transfigure | Impartial | Mimic | Spell Spread | A.P.F. | Insight | Nonverbal | Major Shift | Wandless
ST: 15 | EV: 13 | STR: 11 | WI: 10 | ARC: 7 | ACC: 9
Student: EmmaLee L. | iNPC: Yasha V.

Avery's Office Hours Open
A beady eye mongoose with a small matchbox and a paper in its mouth dashed to and fro, skittering under statues and hiding under cabinets as if it was trying to avoid detection. It had snuck into the castle under the guise of night, well past the curfew of students. The halls would be empty save for one diligent caretaker. The mammal had taken great care to track the movements of the latest eccentric to grace the hollowed halls of Hogwarts. It was certain that the coast would be clear, but one could not be too careful. Down the hallways the mongoose scampered, dodging the moonlight cast by the windows of the various corridors. It had one mission: to deliver a surprise to the office of one Avery Phineas Finch.

He finally arrived in the north tower and at his destination. Still all was quiet. With a squeak, the small mongoose transformed into a tall middle aged man with shoulder length hair and immaculate facial hair, or so the Transfiguration Professor was proud to say. Makaio placed his hand on the door and with a thought opened it. Sure enough, Finch was no where to be seen. In a stride, Makaio was a mongoose again and dashed over to the caretaker’s desk and placed both the matchbox and the note in the middle of the desk.

Without a second thought and before he had a chance to get caught, the grey mongoose slipped back into the night and out of the castle.

The note reads:
Dear Mr. Finch,

Congratulations on your new role as Caretaker. I am confident you will do a marvelous job! This matchbox is a gift from me to you. May it aid you in your time of need.

Sincerely,
The Best Professor
@Avery Phineas Finch
Permission to sneak into office granted by Mr. Finch

Avery's Office Hours Open
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Appearance: 5'9. Wavy, dark green hair, bright green eyes. Thin and lean.
Date: June 5, 2025 | Time: Night | WC: 494
Language: English - Spanish - French
Interacting with: | Mentioning:
Mr. Finch speaks with a light Spanish-British accent.

As the night settled into itself, Avery trudged up the North Tower stairs and back up to his office. He had taken one last sweep of the castle for trouble makers before heading to bed.

Maybe trudged wasn't the right word. Walked, at a normal pace. He was certainly tired after the day, the general work, and the patrols around the castle, but Avery didn't really "trudge" anywhere. He was too consistently full of energy to trudge.

So, he headed up the stairs and just as he was reaching the top, the alarm in his pocket went off, signaling that someone was at his door. As he pulled a small, brass bear from his pocket and tapped it's nose with his thumb to stifle the noise coming from it, he looked around at the landing, expecting someone to be waiting for him at the door.

He raised a dark green eyebrow as he found not a student, thankfully, nor an adult, but a small shaft of light peering out of his open doorway. Alrighty. Who would break into his office in the middle of the night?

The Caretaker pushed the door open and let it swing, not quite sure what to expect, but readying for the worst. He'd only been here, what, a week? Surely, there was no cause for mischief against him already.

As he peered into his office, he saw that all was well, nothing touched or upturned or out of place that he could see on a quick scan, so he meandered in and looked around closer, eventually finding a new item on his desk. A matchbox and a note.

Alrighty then.

He picked up the note and chuckled at the signature. A game? He was up for games. Not sure why "The Best Professor" felt the need to start such a thing this late at night but he was all for fun. The Caretaker took a moment to think about who he'd met so far that would do something like this, specifically sneak into his office, and then he examined the matchbox.

It HAD to be more than a matchbox. He could get all the matches he needed from his own supply cabinet. He turned it over a bit before placing it back on the table and flicking his hand over it. With a small poof it turned into a pair of pants, which prompted a small laugh from the thin wizard and a higher raised eyebrow.

He had received some odd presents, but this one was probably one of the oddest. Did someone not like the pants he currently owned? Was this a hint that his clothing style was unsuitable at Hogwarts? The now really rather tired man decided to ponder all of that in the morning, gently tossing the pair of pants over his forearm, locking his door especially carefully this time, and heading to the place where his bed was with a small yawn and another chuckle.
SCENE COMPLETE

Skilled Transfigure | Impartial | Mimic | Spell Spread | A.P.F. | Insight | Nonverbal | Major Shift | Wandless
ST: 15 | EV: 13 | STR: 11 | WI: 10 | ARC: 7 | ACC: 9
Student: EmmaLee L. | iNPC: Yasha V.