15 Powers And Showers
15 Powers and Showers
Minerva looked for Alastor as it neared Midnight but failed to find him in the great Hall. Disappointed, she wandered out into the rose garden and sat down on a stone wall.
One of the castle’s gargoyles hailed her with a burst of water and a hiss and wave of his long arms. She smiled as she recognised him, she had cleared the moss and bird droppings from him not long after returning to hogwarts. Since then they had had many conversations as she conducted her duties when ensuring students were not out of bounds at night. The rose garden had always been one of her favourite places. When a student and now as a Professor.
The hissing and watery sounding voice of the Gargoyle was easy for her to understand as they had talked many-a-time.
“he’s down at the gate, Min.”
“Who?”
“The kilted one with the magical eye.”
She shrieked with delight. “Thanks Splish,” she called up to him as she dashed away.
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