(from Hallways)<br/><br/>Vincent stalks into the Great Hall, early for supper, but nonetheless intent on supervising...and, finding his usual spot at the Slytherin table, he tilts his head back and watches the snowflakes fall.<br/><br/>Snow.  In August.  This can't be good...someone was playing with powerful magic.<br/><br/>Vincent's mouth becomes a tight line, his eyes narrow to focused slits.<br/><br/><em>Already this year is troublesome.</em>