<strong>Who: </strong>Dr. Matthew Locke<br/><strong>For: </strong>Open<br/><strong>Where: </strong>The Courtyard<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The doctor was always a tad bit late when it came to informal meetings like these. He honestly could not quite help himself but show up late. It always seemed the students were always the least bit interested in learning the rather<em>boring</em>part of the magical tree that was White Magic, and defense against dark magic. Both classes did not quite teach students how to project balls of fire, or summon lightning, but were both important, and critical courses to take, and of course the defense against the dark arts was perhaps the most important for Doc to teach. If anything for the fear and baseless paranoia he had of himself.<br/><br/>He approached the circle of students, wearing his lab coat with the cuff of the sleeves rolled up a bit. While the fact that he had at one point practiced blood magic was shameful to Matt, he found it that if the Staff were unable to accept themselves for who they were, how would he expect the same from the students? Regardless the doctor had a smile on his face and introduced himself with a bowed head.<strong>"Hello everyone, it is a pleasure to see you all getting along so well. I'm Doctor Matthew Locke, but feel free to call me what you wish."</strong>Once he had at least somebodies attention he continued.<strong>"I am the school's doctor, but I also teach White Magic, and defense against dark magic. If you need any assistance feel free to ask me, I won't bite."</strong><br/>