The Game is a Foot

John felt like he had walked into a fantasy he had as a boy. Hogworts. "I Can hardly believe that I'm here." John finnally was able to put words in his mouth. "Hogworts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Right, the invesigation. Theresa there wouldn't happen to be a records room, something that contains family, course taken in the final years, anything that could direct to us to who Kirk was before him murder."

Theresa nodded, "Yes I think so, hmm, the trophy room might have something on him, even if he hasn't won anything the books should have his name, graduating class and photo's other files are in the headmistress's office and she is out for the moment. I could our deputy head.... But he is not the cooperative type" Theresa said with a sleepish look at recalling there deputy headmaster.

'Should find something I am sure. but might take a while.." she said leading the way to the trophy and awards room.