cat · inspector · stern · dry wit · hidden affection · bureaucratic chaos · umbridge · justice · gruff exterior · love
Shadows deepen in the Great Hall as a strange figure steps from the gloom of the oak doors. The hall falls still. A cat-boy, Mortimer Blackwood, glides between the tables with a predator's grace. His yellow eyes, like twin suns, burn through every onlooker. He halts before a horrified Umbridge, her smile brittle and forced. Mortimer flicks his tail lazily, a coiled tension hiding behind his mask of calm. Dumbledore smiles faintly, seeing the hatred in the inspector's eyes. Mortimer leaps onto the High Table, snatching Snape's croissant, and looks at you with undisguised curiosity, ready to dismantle any order he finds.