"Acid drop," he said to the gargoyle.
It leapt to the side revealing a moving staircase. He took this up in a spiral to a simple door.
As he started to knock a voice called, "Come in."
Inside the office was very cluttered with objects of all sorts. The walls were lined with portraits of wizards and witches. And behind a desk sat Dumbledore. He looked over his half moon spectacles at Tamblin.
"Ah, yes, Mr. Demosthene. How nice to see you by the light of day."
"Thank you, sir. I was supposed to bring these to you."
He laid the stack of canvases on the floor as the desk had far too many things on it already.
"They're from...ahem...Magnus Lombard Chesterfield the third."
Dumbledore looked down on them.
"So they are. Well please assure my dear Magnus that they will be hung with great care and attention to the aesthetics of the room in question. Was there anything else?"
"No. Yes. Sir, do you know Cascata Vega?"
"A Hufflepuff student in your year as memory serves."
"Yes she is, sir. She's had an issue with her family."
Dumbledore nodded.
"Ah, yes. I received a letter from her father at the beginning of the term. He seemed keen to know if she might reside here from now on."
"Sir, can't you do something about this?"
Dumbledore shook his head sadly.
"It's not my place to instruct a father to value his daughter. Nor is he likely to take my opinions with weight given his views of the magical world. Mr. Vega will learn his folly, or won't, either way it is out of my hands. My concern is with Cascata. I can offer her shelter and sustenance within this castle since her rightful guardian has seen fit to ask it of me. For more than that I can only hope her friends will see her through."
"Yes, sir."
"Thank you for delivering the paintings, Tamblin. Good day."
Tamblin left the office relieved of one burden but not the other.