A long time had passed since Newton had showed his face to anyone. The publications of his books meant he was rather set for the future, but admitting, he began to feel rather cooped up and hidden. His best bet was another occupation. After writing in a letter, he was accepted within no time.
Now, here he was on his first week back at Hogwarts since his graduation all those years ago. Back now as a teacher for care of mythical creatures. The ex-hufflepuff had never considered ending up back here in the humble hallways, but here he stood after a class, watching students leave.
He had imagined they would be thrilled to have the final class on a Friday over and done with. While the students headed out the door, Newton began packing up his own work to head off. However, he had taken to noticing something ever so simple. Someone had left a notes copy behind. Opening just the cover to read a name, he had to call down the student, to make sure this work wouldnât end up lost. âAh, excuse me, Ms. Abbott?âÂ