oh my god, though. Hogwarts’ shifting floorplan is the perfect metaphor for Bossuet’s luck in general, though. It’s completly out of his control and messes up all of his plans (by age 15, he’s decided plans just weren’t for him and now dutifully avoids making plans as much as possible).
He carries a muggle romance novel with him at all times. he once was stuck for over five hours in a little corner with the portrait of a sad, lonely old woman, and he read aloud to her to pass the time for them both. ❤