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WHO: Leoben Conoy and Madam Red
LOCATION: The infirmary
WEEK: 72
TIME: Back dated to sometime after this log
WHAT: Having managed to finish the task he had, Leoben returns to Hogwarts to get a few injuries looked at.
RATING: PG at most?
It felt good to be back in the safety of Hogwarts. Out of the cold and away from the rather dangerous group of people he had just left. Leoben sighed, realizing not for the first time, that he had grown slightly complacent, and that if he were to continue on that path, he'd have to on his guard far more often. Perhaps he'd just stick to dealing information now. It was probably safer, to some extent.
Aside from getting the box out of the castle, the delivery had gone fairly smoothly and without much difficulty. Until he'd encountered an old enemy, who happened to be part of the transaction. The fight, while expected, hadn't been ideal. Leoben was just glad that he hadn't had to pull out his wand, and that he wasn't the one paying for any damages to the Hog's Head.
He managed to make it up to his office without being noticed, and then realized just how rough he probably looked. It had been a while since he'd been in an actual fistfight, and he figured he should get his injuries looked at. Healing magic wasn't his strong suit, and he didn't need anyone questioning his injuries. There was a definite need to keep suspicion off. Hopefully, the nurses wouldn't mind him dropping by the infirmary at this time. Now all that was needed was a good cover story.
LOCATION: The infirmary
WEEK: 72
TIME: Back dated to sometime after this log
WHAT: Having managed to finish the task he had, Leoben returns to Hogwarts to get a few injuries looked at.
RATING: PG at most?
It felt good to be back in the safety of Hogwarts. Out of the cold and away from the rather dangerous group of people he had just left. Leoben sighed, realizing not for the first time, that he had grown slightly complacent, and that if he were to continue on that path, he'd have to on his guard far more often. Perhaps he'd just stick to dealing information now. It was probably safer, to some extent.
Aside from getting the box out of the castle, the delivery had gone fairly smoothly and without much difficulty. Until he'd encountered an old enemy, who happened to be part of the transaction. The fight, while expected, hadn't been ideal. Leoben was just glad that he hadn't had to pull out his wand, and that he wasn't the one paying for any damages to the Hog's Head.
He managed to make it up to his office without being noticed, and then realized just how rough he probably looked. It had been a while since he'd been in an actual fistfight, and he figured he should get his injuries looked at. Healing magic wasn't his strong suit, and he didn't need anyone questioning his injuries. There was a definite need to keep suspicion off. Hopefully, the nurses wouldn't mind him dropping by the infirmary at this time. Now all that was needed was a good cover story.