To Gabrial’s surprise, when he opened the door to the professor’s lounge, he was greeted with cheerful laughter and a lot of chatter. A smile moved across his fine lips showing his straight white teeth as he entered inside and shut the door behind him. Gazes met his and he provided a friendly smile along with a nod which was met with a positive response. This was nice, everyone seemed rather friendly. 

It wasn’t long before the alcohol to come into view and the white haired man slid to the area and poured himself a glass of scotch. As soon as he finished he found himself engaged with a short plump professor who introduced herself as the Herbology professor. He, being excited, introduced himself to her and the conversation quickly turned to his favorite topic, potions. She did inform him that he had some big shoes to fill and he flashed a confident grin explaining he looked forward to that challenge. The man led the conversation from one topic to another in a smooth transition learning more and more about the kind woman. There was no doubt they would be in touch multiple times through the year.

Soon he excused himself to top off his scotch before he turned around, this time he was met with a woman closer to his age. The long brunette haired girl had engaged him in conversation first; boy everyone here was really friendly. This was going to be very nice! “Hello!” He responded with followed by a bright and charming smile. “I’m Gabrial Warren, I’m the new Potion’s Professor.” Feeling her pat him on the shoulder made him chuckle and he reached up, taking her hand softly in his and giving the back of her hand a gentle kiss. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” With that he let go of her hand and reached into his pocket with his now free hand.

“Actually I do have a question.” With a small gesture he pulled her over to a near by table and opened the map. Setting his scotch down on the corner of the table, “So, I came in here.” He said pointing towards a section of the map, “I walked this way…” His finger followed his vocal instructions. “And went down into the dungeon. So, tomorrow morning for breakfast I would find my way to the ‘Great Hall’ by following this path right?” His elegant fingers traced along the map to indicate that he was taking the best route. “Oh! I like to go for runs so, where would you recommend I run?” If you honestly wanted answers, always ask a ‘local’.