#regallionheart

As much as Arthur loved his muggle things-- sometimes the department got overwhelming, even for him. The shocking way that back to school events had ended a couple of days ago had sent shockwaves throughout the university, especially in Arthur’s little muggle studies department. Needing some fresh air to clear his mind, he had stepped out for a short walk around the early fall campus. His walk seemed to be going just fine and proper, until the unusual smell of smoke hit his nose. While he wanted to forget about it, that surely wouldn’t look great on his staff record.

Following the smell, Arthur soon found the culprit, his eyes widening as he recognized the bright front page of ❛The Herald❜. ❝Pardon! Pardon,❞ he called out, still unable to recognize just who he was talking to from behind, ❝that could be a future artefact you’re holding there, don’t put it to waste like that!❞