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Messages - Austin Nadeau

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"No! That's not all!" Austin was quick to respond this time, recovering from his shock over Avery's nonchalance. "Sorry but this is serious, Avery, you cannot simply fail Charms and carry on." Avery stared at him in a way that made Austin only more off-put.

Where were the tears? the apologies? the empty promises to try harder so that Austin could at least say that he tried and he really did try and he gave warnings and offered help but was refused?! How would he ever face Anneka with the knowledge one of his students failed his class and didn't even care! What if he lost his job because he didn't do everything in his power to ensure Avery Elliot passed the bare minimum?!

Straightening himself, Austin stood up, beginning to pace in front of the fire. "You have to pass Charms, it is part of the core curriculum. It's just -- just how it goes! If you fail, you might be held back an entire year! For one class! And, really, I don't think the material is too far advanced for your age. At least, I plan it according to past lesson levels, and my own experience of where you should be. I think it all aligns, really, but um, you are really far behind. You need a tutor!" he finally spluttered out, "Something weekly, maybe even more." Avery openly balked at this, but Austin pointedly ignored it. Austin stopped in his tracks, whirling towards the boy with a grin. "That's it! I'll be your tutor!"

"Is that necessary?"

"Tomorrow! Right after dinner! ... Does that work for you?"

" ... yes, sir."

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He didn't particularly enjoy calling students to his office, but this was an exception. Austin Nadeau was responsible for his students doing well in his class, and took it as a reflection of his own teaching when they were falling behind. Not to mention, he took it a bit personally, because honestly, Austin thought he was doing quite well but there were quite a number of students that needed an extra hand.

Which was a nice way of saying that Avery Elliot was barely making a Troll grade in his class and that was simply not going to go over well with Anneka if he ended up there during finals.

"You sent for me, Professor?" Avery asked the moment he opened the door, voice more present than the boy himself, standing as close to the exit as possible. Austin waved him toward a seat repetitively, settling down on the comfy armchair in front of his blazing fire.

"Did you want some lemonade, Avery?" Austin asked, buying himself time before he had to confront the boy about his grades, which would surely lead to some crying, apologizing, and promise to study further. The more comfortable Avery felt, surely the better he would take the news. It would be devastating for the boy. To be struggling so obviously with such a staple magic, Austin waved his wand to summon some tissues before he spoke.

"The reason I called you here was -"

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