Simona leaned back in her chair as she read the Prophet. "Hmm..." she muttered under her breath. "Hmmm, hmm, hmmm...what an INTERESTING new charm. Now where am I to find a test subject...?"
((this is not a journal RP. This is a WARNING. ^_~))
(scribbled on a piece of paper left on her desk, just after taking care of everyone after the Ball. Corner is slightly chocolate smudged, or possibly blood.)
Merlin's balls, but I hate unecessary injuries. I hate that my old skills are being pressed back into play to be used on CHILDREN.
Here is the place to drop off your medical histories, students. If you've been in the Hospital Wing, leave a note on the circumstance, so she knows how to greet and treat in the future. All comments are screened, so as to protect patient confidentiality.