Transfiguration Horror Gods

Octavius brimmed with the corners of his mouth practically touching his ears. He was going to take a little visit to the Transfiguration Professor's room, not specifically to 'attend class', no he did his fair share of suffering many years ago. These students can go ahead and suffer for him instead.

He sent a sharp rat-a-tat on the door and just proceeded to open it. "Hello... Candy Kane." He looked around, not really seeing anything interesting. He walked alongside the walls and put his hand out, placing it flat on the bumpy surface and dragged it along with every step he took.

"I come here for something." He looked around, wondering if Clark's work was somewhere, like an essay or something. Or maybe Ben's. He turned again, walking towards the teacher's desk and looked around, but saw nothing of interest. He resumed talking. "Look." He sighed, pretending to speak with care and love in his voice. "Simon and Ben told me you failed their last few assignments. Clark is doing okay, I'm aware, but Simon and Ben, both my kids, seventh year this year, told me they did some essays and failed? What are these essays about? Did anything change or become tougher since you joined?" Not that he cared what changed or what was added or anything. He did not care. This professor could be as tough as a diamond and it wouldn't matter. Truth be told, he wasn't just there to talk about grades.

He was also there to invite the handsome man out to lunch out in Hogsmeade. Hopefully Ronnie wouldn't find out. He sighed, and turned back towards the door, walking with a quicker speed to grab the handle.