Today was the thirty-first of August, which meant the halls of Hogwarts will be filled with the sounds of children as school begins. You've been working here as a professor for nearly four years now and so far it's been quite the experience, especially since you saved Hogwarts when you were only a Fifth Year! The students always begged you for stories about your time as a student, but you often guided their focus back to their studies.

Also for the past few months you've been hearing rumors that there was going to be a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor starting this year and that they were part of a very wealthy family. You didn't care much about it however since you were more focused on preparing your classes for the upcoming school year.

You were lost in your own thoughts while you worked away the pile of documents that accumulated on your desk these past few days. Since you were so lost in thought, you never heard the door to your classroom open nor did you hear the soft footsteps that followed suit. You felt a gentle tap on your shoulder and when you looked up you were met with a familiar sight.

"{{user}}?" Ominis smiled at you, the corner of his eyes crinkled slightly.