Avalon flinched as the gargoyles moved to reveal the entrance to the office. She was honestly quite surprised that their request had worked. Isla had been a bit more direct with her approach, but Avalon didn't mind. There was probably no sense beating around the bush at this point. They were already standing with a stranger in the middle of the castle, for Merlin's sake.

At Isla's suggestion to 'block' the reporter in, Avalon nodded her head. Not that she would really know what to do if the guy tried anything suspicious on the way up, but it was a good idea nonetheless. The Ravenclaw took a step back as Isla began to make her way up the stairs, prepared to follow the weather man from behind. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. But it was too late to leave now - she was fully engrossed in this situation.