The last crumbs of dessert faded from the plates (always a sad moment, but perhaps a necessary help, as self-control was difficult in the presence of Sonora's fine sweet course) and Deputy Headmistress Skies stood, making her way to the Crotalus table. Perhaps some of the students would be intimidated by the idea of having the Deputy Head watching over them but hopefully Selina's gentle manner would reassure them. Between her shoulder length blonde hair and kind blue eyes, the middle-aged Professor had a decidedly mumsy look about her (so long as everyone behaved themselves – anyone who decided to do otherwise would find themselves on the receiving end of some rather firm discipline).
“Crotali to me,” she called, quickly counting the number of unfamiliar faces to check she at least had the right number. She couldn't be sure she had the right faces, although the little Asian girl and Arbon Miniature were fairly distinctive.
“Please follow me, and we will proceed to Crotalus House,” she announced, taking the lead and trusting her prefects to spread themselves out throughout the group, ensuring that no one dawdled too far behind, whether out of distracted curiosity or out of actively wanting mischief.
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