Regulus was in his office after class, purportedly grading essays, but practically researching tattoos and the Dark arts. When the knock on the door arrived, he didn't even bother getting up, but instead open the door with a wave of his hand.
He leaned back when he saw Katherine come in. Her antics rarely failed to amuse him. "Miss Yaxley, I always have a moment for you," he said, with a smirk. "What terrible tragedy has befallen upon us that I must be informed?" He wondered if they really thought that he believed half of their stories. They had done much worse when he was in school and that wasn't too long ago.