<div class="floatleft">(https://farm1.staticflickr.com/860/28876633857_954cfff23f_b.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Ivan Maximov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16084402#msg16084402)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>01/09/22 - 7pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Great Hall - Head Table<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Old-fashioned suit in white and olive tones.<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Eating, greeting<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open (To teachers at head table)<br/><hr/><br/>The tradition and pomp and circumstance of it all was profound. It was even more poignant so given what the Wizarding World went through in the not too distant past. Holding onto and carrying on important traditions was vitally important to attempt to return to normalcy...or at least some form of new normalcy. Ivan, Head of Ravenclaw House and Professor of Transfigurations, watched quietly as the first years were paraded into the Hall and found their seats. Many mouths were gaped as they looked at the surroundings, with an occasional timid peek at the head table.<br/><br/>Leading the students in the revelry was Professor Brutus Hallowpetal, Deputy Headmaster, Professor of Herbology, and Head of Gryffindor House. Ivan could see the lines of Gryffindor in Brutus fairly clearly. It was in the same way he could see the House themes in his other fellow faculty. Ivan himself was an epitome of Ravenclaw. Dressed in his academic robe with jet black clothing underneath, he leaned forward in his chair as Brutus took his seat.<br/><br/>Ivan took a swig of his drink as the meal appeared, rendering many students in awe or speechless. Brutus was the first to note it. Ivan nodded. "It wasn't too long ago we all had the same looks on our faces," Ivan noted. "I seem to recall going to bed stuffed with an upset stomach that night."<br/><br/>