Staff Table

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The Great Hall was virtually empty, save for Professor Snape and various students trying to get their work done, or playing friendly games of chess or Exploding Snaps.

As he took his place at the staff table, a golden plate and goblet appeared before him. The plate was laden with assorted foods, and the goblet was filled almost to the brim with icy Pumpkin Juice. Pulling out Asiatic Anti-Venoms he sat down to eat his lunch in relative peace.

[Headmaster]

The Headmaster took a seat at the staff table. He yawned a bit before adjusting his glasses. It had been quite the late night. He served himself some eggs and a bit of milk before selecting a piece of toast and putting some jam on it. He took a bite of the toast and surveyed the Great Hall.

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The Great Hall was packed. Professor Snape was once again in a hellacious mood, spurned on by an earlier occurrence that day that resulted in a ridiculously immense amount of paperwork for him to do -- by 5 pm tomorrow, to be exact. The day had started off right, but as he stared into his plate of kamameshi, he felt a sense of dread in the pit of his stomach.