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Mrs Flemming was a strict woman, hair short and almost boyish, thin, mousey brown around her heart shaped face, dressed in a smart suit, a simple wedding band on her finger, plain gold, no diamonds or jewels like the other married teachers had, face pulled into a frown, as though she had been sucking on a lemon shortly before.
Following behind her was a man Harry had never seen before. He was tall, taller than Uncle Dursley, and even Mrs Flemming, but rather thin, a little sickly, as if he was recovering from a bad bout of flu. Most noticeable, however, were the scars, mapping out across his skin, thin strips of silver fading into his skin, but his face appeared friendly, warm, as though you could trust this strange man with all your troubles, if a bit tired looking.Harry's P7 Teacher, Miss Kelly, had to leave suddenly over the weekend due to an emergency, luckily, he's got a new teacher, Mr Lupin.