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[For those who are hanging around the Hufflepuff common room, one can hear screaming coming from one of the rooms quite clearly. For others, they will just get treated to this:]

MY WINGS!!!! WHERE ARE MY WINGS?!?!

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[he feels it's his duty to respond to student distress no matter how distressed he currently might be]

Where did you last have them?

Before I ended up in this weird place!

. . .

You'll have to be more specific.

Before I came here.... This isn't Serenes! Why have I been taken from my home?!?

Calm down. Take deep breaths. We're not going to solve anything if you're panicking.

[he's never heard of Serenes, though, and knocks about his office checking for a map. What is with all these weird land masses? Where are all the islands?]

But this isn't my home! This is not Serenes!

Where are you? I'll help you find it.

[he hopes]

I don't know! I am in a strange room! I never been here before. There is an owl in this room with me.

[that... doesn't really help. Especially as he realizes he doesn't even know where he is in relation to anything else.

But... perhaps--! He searches around a bit more and comes up with a sort of plan of the school, except things keep shifting around on the map which makes him cold sweat a little. How can anyone find anything in this place?

But focus. What information does he have. There is an owl there... so...]

Are you in the owlry?

What's an owlry? There are multiple beds here.

Has owls. [but multiple beds... that sounds like...] Maybe you're in a dorm. Are there windows? Are you high up or low the ground or can you see anything at all?

Dorm? What are dorms? [Slowly heads to the window.] Low, it is low.

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Where beds are. Where people sleep. [he pours over the map] Do you think you're near the kitchens?

[and with any luck he wouldn't have to explain what those were]

No, I haven't left this room... To scared to leave my room.

[he can't say there's nothing dangerous, because what does he know? Surprisingly little. That... that is probably a bad sign. But nevermind. There's only two places she could be.

He gathers up his maps and jogs down the stairs, typing on the phone with one hand while he tries to figure out where he is in relation to the dungeon dorms]

I'm coming hold

[and then the staircase he's running down isn't there any more]

Shit!

[some impulse makes him grab the lower rung of the banister as the stairwell directly below moves away with a grinding sound. His arm jerks in its socket and he only manages to keep the maps from falling by holding them against his chest with his knee.]

Was that really necessary?!

[what is with that place. He growls and types on the phone]

just a sec.

[now how to get up on the stair above with one hand and one leg free and the potential for that stairwell to grind back in place and sever his hand off. The thought makes him shudder]

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