09-18-2022, 12:57 PM
A painting hid her door? Well, that was interesting. To be fair, his was hid by a statue and then his office so he could hardly be judgemental about what the others had chosen. While it made his less accessible to his students, Godric was hoping that they would be much like him - independent and stubborn enough to want to handle emergencies on their own. If things were serious, they could tell the knight that guarded the tunnel lead to the common room who could easily reach him in a few moments time, something he'd relayed to them just before departing for the meeting.
But really, he had hoped they would take care of each other so that he wouldn't be as necessary for their well-being.
"Okay, so a landscape of some sort," he started looking around, the two of them proceeding forward. Rowena would know it. She could get back at any time and lead the way! For the first time, he regretted the inability to apparate on school grounds. It would make things much easier.
Come to think of it, why hadn't Rowena simply sent a house elf to fetch the item in question. They were capable enough when given proper instruction. They might have already passed the painting for all he knew. In her altered state, he seriously doubted that Helga would recognize things, even if she swore that she could. Considering she hadn't known they were already on the first floor...
How many landscapes could there possibly be in this place? Most of the paintings they had hung were of famous moments in history or else portraits of family members, friends, and other famous wizards. Statues and suits of armor but mostly empty landscapes should have been pretty far and in between.
"That one?" He guessed, pointing on that looked like a sunny clearing in a forest. It didn't sound like anything she'd described but again, there couldn't be that many of them around here. In fact, he wondered who'd decided to hang that one - until they got closer and he noticed little fairies dancing in the clearing. Hmm, so probably not that one.
But really, he had hoped they would take care of each other so that he wouldn't be as necessary for their well-being.
"Okay, so a landscape of some sort," he started looking around, the two of them proceeding forward. Rowena would know it. She could get back at any time and lead the way! For the first time, he regretted the inability to apparate on school grounds. It would make things much easier.
Come to think of it, why hadn't Rowena simply sent a house elf to fetch the item in question. They were capable enough when given proper instruction. They might have already passed the painting for all he knew. In her altered state, he seriously doubted that Helga would recognize things, even if she swore that she could. Considering she hadn't known they were already on the first floor...
How many landscapes could there possibly be in this place? Most of the paintings they had hung were of famous moments in history or else portraits of family members, friends, and other famous wizards. Statues and suits of armor but mostly empty landscapes should have been pretty far and in between.
"That one?" He guessed, pointing on that looked like a sunny clearing in a forest. It didn't sound like anything she'd described but again, there couldn't be that many of them around here. In fact, he wondered who'd decided to hang that one - until they got closer and he noticed little fairies dancing in the clearing. Hmm, so probably not that one.
