Cissie knocked on the headmistress’s office door before opening it just far enough to poke her head inside. “Professor? You wanted to see me?”
Please don’t fire me, she thought to herself. She didn’t think she’d done anything fireable recently, but she also had no idea why Professor McGonagall wanted to see her.
Georgia's expression is grim and determined under her sunglasses as she takes a seat in front of McGonagall.
"I'm not retracting my article, and you can't shut down the paper."
She doesn't know for sure that's why McGonagall wanted to see her, but she's ready to fight if it is. She respects McGonagall a lot, but not as much as she respects the Truth.
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Please don’t fire me, she thought to herself. She didn’t think she’d done anything fireable recently, but she also had no idea why Professor McGonagall wanted to see her.
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"I'm not retracting my article, and you can't shut down the paper."
She doesn't know for sure that's why McGonagall wanted to see her, but she's ready to fight if it is. She respects McGonagall a lot, but not as much as she respects the Truth.
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