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Having quickly restored the damage caused to the class, we reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, from where I went alone to the Headmaster's office.
A statue of a gargoyle guarded the passage to the Headmaster's office in an alcove.
"Sugar toffee," I called the password quietly, and the gargoyle began to turn, lowering itself down, thus opening the way to the spiral staircase upstairs, after climbing which I knocked on the door of the Headmaster's office.
"Co in," ca Dumbledore's muffled voice from the door, and I stepped inside.
The Headmaster's office hadn't changed. It's still just as spacious, with all sorts of magical things on the desks and cabinets. A little gloomy because of the dark ti of day. Gloomy and dark, but every corner of this office was fairly well lit. The Headmaster stood in the far corner of the office, near a bowl of water on a stone pedestal, and around the pedestal, close to him, were tall mirrors.
"Co in, have a seat," the Headmaster indicated with his hand to a chair near his desk.
As I walked to the chair and sat in it, I glanced over at the phoenix that sat on its perch next to the Headmaster's chair. Fawkes also looked at studying, occasionally distracted by eating peanuts in a saucer.
"Well..." spoke Dumbledore, walking over to his chair and taking a seat. "Let tell you, Mr. Knight, you surprised the professors and by unraveling the Age Line. You have shown extraordinary magical sensitivity. Let guess - that's what you need a second wand for? And it doesn't suit you at all?"
"You're right, Headmaster."
Just then, a white cat ran into the office, transforming into Lady Greengrass on the fly. Not in a dress, but in that pantsuit for training and in a rather odd cloth cloak with lots of almost invisible rune and symbol embroidery.
"Ah, Mrs. Greengrass, you're just in ti," the Headmaster moved another chair from the depths of the office with a gesture of his hand, and Delphine hurriedly took it.
"You don't mind if I tell Mr. Knight about so of our ... problems?" asked the Headmaster.
"I'm totally for it, Headmaster."
"Fine," interestingly enough, the Headmaster wasn't smiling. "I think I'll start with so sherbet lemon. Would you like so? Tea?"
"With pleasure," I nodded, as did Lady Greengrass.
"Wonderful."
With another gesture of his hand, the Headmaster levitated a tea service and a tall plate of sherbet lemon from sowhere.
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