@cordemaris from this Professor verse starter call ;;
Damn Dumbledore, his stupid bleeding heart and visions of a peaceful existence. Alastor was an auror, he belonged in his office making sure that people like Dumbledore and his school got to sleep safe at night not here in a classroom of youths. Merlin, he could not even remember ever looking that young, specially lately when every winter made his bones ache. Dark forces were at play and here he was staring at youths that could barely comprehend how their way of life was threatened. Perhaps that’s why his old friend asked him to teach Defence against the dark arts, to give them one shot in hell to survive this war.
“Well that’s a mouthful and a half-” Alastor merely barked as the younger man politely introduced himself when taking a seat next to him as normal social people did when joining someone. There were days were Alastor was as unhinged as they came..luckily today his mental clarity was slightly better than that and he realized he was being harsh to the substitute professor. “Alastor-” he gruffly introduced himself and still stared at the newpaper and it’s stupid propaganda of trying to fool the masses that things were not as bad as they were.
“Are you one of them-?” Alastor barked his inquiry “One of those people that believe deceiving the populus into believing they’re safe is our only hope of surviving this war?”
