The Announcement
Marion Moseby, or Mr. Moseby, to most of the school, took a deep breath as he stepped out of the carriage. It was always refreshing to come back to the British countryside. Though he spent much of his school years inside the school, that first breath off the train was always the best. He only had two years left, so he had to make the best of it. He was determined to ace his N.E.W.T.S and kickstart his career in the Ministry of Magic. He was also determined to be the best prefect for the second year in a row. Headmaster Tipton wpuld give him a lot of points again this year, and Ravgenclaw would win the hosue cup once again.
Moseby sauntered up the drive and into the castle, greeting Hagrid as he rowed the new first years across the lake. He could barely see them, but he rememebred his first year and ridig across the lake with the half-giant gay man. He watched for a moment, spotting two kids rocking one of the boats, They, expectedly, fell in and Hagrid only barely managed to grab them. Two new troublesome first years, he was sure he's learn their names by the end of the semester.
The boy gave a quick shake of his head before continuing with the other students into the castle, greeting the rest of his teachers as he passed them. He gave barely-there fistbumps to the ghosts, though he didn't feel much of anything. Because they are ghosts. He greeted other students pleasantly, having always been fairly popular. After all, he was a tutor to many of them in their first few years at the school. He spent much of the aftenoon prepping for the Ravenclaw first years, who he would lead from the great hall after dinner. H ehoped for a good amount of snaret students this year, thouhg being oin the smartest house, it was expected.
Dinner came and went Headmaster Tipton made his speech, the usual lovely routine that Moseby was used to. However, once the first years had been separated into thier houses, Headmaster Tipton unexpectedly made another speech.
" Everyone quite down now, we have a nrew student who isn't a first year joining us tonight!" He bellowed, the dining hall growing silent. A ragged looking boy was standing next to him, his hair sticking up in all differenet directions, What hairt he had, anwyays, he was prematuely balding. Not that Moseby could say muhc on that, because he had ,lost all of his own hair due to stress.
"This is Arwin Hawkhauser, a muggleborn who only just came into his powers. He will be joining the sixth years as of tonight, once he is sorted into his house"