Hogwarts: Teachers And Mischief
Emilia, or Professor Clayton, made her way to the head of Slytherin’s quarters. A young gryffindor student had just confided some slytherin boys had done a nasty prank involving her personal items, and the first year tear decided justice need to be reigned. “Excuse me, Professor Volcov?” Emilia had knocked and entered quite easily. Folding her arms over the front of her robe she studied the blonde male and frowned at the sight of him. “We’ve an urgent matter that needs to be discussed if you have a moment.”
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