The Rules of Duelling

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(DA)DA Classroom

[And continuing where we left off two weeks ago, with the fifth and fourth years...]

<Reuben> *sitting at the front of the room, in the teacher's desk* *mutters to himself as he notes who's in class on a piece of parchment* Anderson... Bristow... Cade... Darcy... Ellis... *slowly but surely making it to the I's ^^*

[aw Crap, Nat! Get down the stairs already!]

<Gabriel> *head on his desk, sleeping fitfully with his beret pulled down over his eyes u_u* z_z

<Delwyn> *sitting at the back of the room again, rereading her homework u_u*

<Alex> *companionably listening to Dawn rant at him about how frustratingly boring her holidays were* ^_^;;;

<Nat> *late—again!* (Why do I do this to myself?!) *dangerously jumping from landing to landing down the shorter stairs to the dungeons*

<Dawn> *rant rant rant* —And where is Nat?! >_<! I want to know if it was okay at home. ;_;

<Alex> Mmhm... ^_^ *not listening, obviously, as he quickly tries to put in a few more lines on his parchment <.< >.>*

<Nat> *—and for the last sprint to the DADA classroom!* *skids through the door on his last wind and falls into the chair which is usually his, but unfortunately is holding Alex right now, so falls into his lap u_u*

<Alex> O_O!

<Alex> ..... <_< >_> <_<

<Nat> (Aw crap!) *falls off him and onto the floor, now under the desk*

<Dawn> ...Aww, Kennedy, the pretty boys just fall over you, don't they? ^_^

<Gawain> *looks around the room, waiting for the lesson to start*

<Alex> ...No. #u_u#;;;; *returns to finishing his work* @_@

<Nat> u____u; *crawls under the desk then slips up to take the seat on Dawn's other side* Hi. ^^;;

<Dawn> *grins at him* Hey yourself. How's it going?

<Salazar> *enters the classroom from his office, looking healthier than he has been looking in months, although his hair still hasn't been properly cut ^^;* <_< >_> T_T *to Reuben* Get out of my desk. u_uv

<Reuben> *glances up at him, still checking off names* What are you doing here, sir? n_n

<Nat> *gathering his breath while getting out his notes* Well I— *upon spotting Professor Slytherin, silences* o__O;

<Salazar> This is my class, Reuben. u_uv

<Reuben> You just recovered, sir. Plus, aren't you teaching Astronomy too? At midnight? You should be getting your rest, remember? ^_^

<Salazar> *glare*

<Reuben> *nods and stands up* All the students are here, sir. ^_^

<Salazar> Good. `_` *raises his voice* Attention, class! *looks up at them, smiling, because he's really really missed this ;_;*

[;.;]

<Alex> *writing!*

<Jocosa> *smiles to herself* (Finally, some decent education for a change. u_u)

<Kiff> *thought he heard Professor Slytherin's voice before, but he was so immersed in his text. Now he looks up and is in rapt attention*

<Salazar> ^_^ *speaks again when everyone's quiet* I hope none of you have been letting yourself slack for the last two weeks. u_uv Someone want to prove me otherwise? What were you doing the last time you were in this classroom?

<Kiff> We had several Duels, sir.

<Salazar> Aah. Testing out your premature skills, were you? And how did that go?

<Michelle> *no, not looking up*

<Gabriel> z_z n_n

<Nat> It was.... fair. u_u

<Jeremy> A little awkward, the second time.

<Salazar> *smiles* That's all right then. Professor O'Keefe, here, his first real duel lasted barely sixty seconds. u_u Quite embarrassing.

[*pats*]

<Salazar> Anything else, besides that?

<Reuben> They had to write a summary of the Hex-Deflection chapters: Blocking, Countering, and Reversing.

<Salazar> Oh, did they? Collect that for me, would you, Reuben?

<Reuben> *does so, starting at the leftmost side of the first row and moving quickly*

<Alex> *on leftmost side of the second row; writes faster!*

<Salazar> Now, class, many of you are now pretty knowledgeable on this subject, since you've read about duelling. Today, I'm going to teach you that you can't read about duelling. ^_^

[..i'm scared]

[It's okay! ... It's really not going to be that bad. For the students. Well. Most of them.]

<Gawain> o_ô

<Ben> *gives Professor O'Keefe his chapters summary*

<Reuben> *collecting!* n_n

<Kiff> *leans forward* What's that, sir?

<Salazar> *smiles* The thing is, duelling's just like flying. And why would that be?

<Kiff> ...It takes experience?

<Jocosa> You learn by doing it, not by reading about it?

<Salazar> That's right. Experience. You have to do it. Of course, when you just hop on a broom without any idea at all, you'll fall off. *smiles wryly*

<Reuben> ...Kenny? ^^

<Alex> *reluctantly hands his scroll over* ._.

<Salazar> But sometimes, a demonstration helps. *raises his voice* Professor O'Keefe!

<Reuben> *looks back* o_o?

<Salazar> *points his wand at him—is left-handed!* I challenge you to a duel. n_n

<Reuben> ... *turns, collects a few summaries, then turns back* ...Will I be needing a second or not? n_n

<Salazar> Quite unfortunately, Professor Hufflepuff would kill me if I killed you. u_uv And Professor Ravenclaw and Godric too, probably. `_` *walks onto the duelling platform* Do you accept?

<Reuben> *gives a slight bow* Of course, sir. ^_^ But are you sure you're feeling up to losing to me? You have just recovered from your illness, after all.

<Salazar> *raises one eyebrow*

<Dawn> *grins* Go Rube. :D

[and here I was thinking he didn't call Ric 'Professor Gryffindor' and cooing]

[Yeah, he doesn't call him "Professor Gryffindor" because that would be respectful. XD]

[that's another way to interpret it]

[*pets* Hey! It could be both ways! You never know with Zar u_u]

<Jocosa> You only wish, Puff. *smirks*

<Kiff> *really interested now* *rooting for Professor Slytherin!*

[*waves a 'Go Zar' flag for Kiff*]

<Reuben> *laughs, then turns to the nearest student* Michelle, could you collect the rest of the homework? Thank you. *walks to the front of the room, putting the summaries thus-far on the desk, then up onto the duelling platform* When you're ready. ^_^

<Michelle> *perks up, now having a purpose* *collects!*

<Salazar> Ah, Hufflepuff generosity. *keeps his eyes on Reuben as he falls into the standard duelling pose* Can someone count us down?

<Reuben> *poses too, and glances out at the audience, picking someone at random* Thomas. "Three, two, go," and slowly but loudly, please. ^_^

<Salazar> *to the class, eyes still on his opponent* Pay attention and take notes, class; I will be reviewing for you my Rules of Duelling.

<Gabriel> *has woken up by now* (Zut. So much for just fun. T_T) *gets parchment*

<Thomas> Duellists ready! Three-- *holds his report out to Michelle as she passes by, watching the Professors on the platform* --Two, Go!

<Reuben> *flexes his wrist* (Just a demonstration for the fifth and fourth years... so nothing too flashy, no...) *reacts when he hears "Go", calling in a clear, strong voice* Locomotor Mortis!

<Salazar> *easily deflects the juvenile curse, then swiftly flicks his wand and—with only a few quick mutters—sends a rapid flare of spells in Reuben's direction*

<Reuben> O_O! *blinks with surprise, barely managing to block the first few jinxes* (Oh, so we're playing rough now? ô_ô) *keeps blocking and occasionally countering, but is too uncertain about whether or not his reversals might ricochet hexes at the students*

<Ben> *follows the volleying of spells* o_o <_< o_o >_> o_o <_< o_o >_> o_o <_< o_o

[...i think i have a real Slytherin in my head...]

[<Voice> Maybe he'd be doing better if he was a real dark wizard, and not some Hufflepuff gone bad.]

[*pets Rube* I still think you're cool. u_u]

<Salazar> *continues firing off curses, one after the other in speedy succession, all the while slowly but surely stepping closer to his opponent*

<Reuben> (Bad... start...) *block! block! okay... deflect—damn, he countered it too!* (But I can recover! T_T) *clears his throat and starts calling on "return punch" enchantments, aiming carefully* *block! reverse! counter! block! counter! reverse! counter! keep going!*

[...you can tell Zar does this a lot]

[He's a Dark wizard! Of course he does this a lot!]

<Incendio> *is batted back and forth between the two duellists, the magical flame slowly growing in power and size* >E >E >E

<Salazar> *keeps going too, blocking and shooting back all the hexes Rube manages to send back at him*

<Nat> O.O;; *leans back in his chair quickly enough so it tips and bumps into the desk behind*

<Salazar> (Hmm... he's getting his concentration up... time to remedy that.) *flick and swish!*

<Incendio> *is hit at the wrong angle by Zar—and ZOOMS towards the audience*

<Gawain> O_O *ducks!*

<Reuben> *looks after the Magic Flame, stopping* O_O!!

[ooo, Playing the Puff]

<Nat> WAH! *shoves off to the side to take Dawn to the floor with him*

<Dawn> *is pulled down with a yelp, closes her arms around Nat*

<Incendio> *hits Nat's textbook* *buuurn*

<Textbook> *buuuurnns..* ;.;

<Salazar> *is finally within arm's reach, notices Reuben's distraction ^^ and jabs the point of his wand into the other's chest* Expelliarmus!

<Wand> *FLIES out of Rube's hand and skids across the floor to stop at the feet of a front-row student*

<Reuben> O___O *blinks at Professor Slytherin, then at his wand's trajectory* (Stupid mistake! T_T) *dives after it*

<Salazar> *smiles and raises his wand* Rule One, class: Disable your opponent as quickly as possible. ^___^

<Dawn> *looks up* Er... Nat...

<Nat> *gets up* Sorry. *stands over his book, hesitating to poke it... or something*

<Delwyn> *has made her way down to their row in this time; casts a Flame-Freezing Charm* There. u_u

<Gabriel> *picks up Professor O'Keefe's wand* Bonne chance, monsieur. ^_^ *holds it out to him*

<Reuben> *grabs his wand* Thank you. *spins around; whispers* Glacalio.

<Salazar> This will put the duel in your favour ver—ERK! *barely manages to throw up his cloak with his right arm*

<Magical Icicle> *explodes upon impact with the enchanted cloak*

<Reuben> (Oh, right, the unfair advantage. T_T) *isn't discouraged; picks up the other's strategy now, and follows up with his own burst of curses* Relashio! Impedimenta! Torpeo! *aims at all parts of Professor Slytherin's body, choosing them at random* Obliviate! Confundo! Petrificus Totalus! Densaugeo!

<Salazar> *the tables have turned! o_ô* *throws down the edge of his cloak and immobilises the barrage, one spell at a time* *makes a frustrated noise when he realises he can't reverse or counter at the risk of hitting one of the students—without reason >.>*

<Reuben> *realises this, continues standing between them and Salazar* Two! *insert random jinxes throughout* Use the terrain to your full advantage! :D :D :D

<Salazar> *block! block! block! block! —missed! dammit!* T_T;;; *block!*

<Nat> *yoinks his notes away from the Text which has stopped burning, but you never know T_T, and takes this down*

<Dawn> *smirks at him, amused*

<Reuben> And Rule Three! *still going!*

<Salazar> T_T *waving his wand frenetically as he catches the attacks at his chest, arm, leg, head, knee, hand, foot—*

<Reuben> It is not the most powerful wizard who will win, but the one with the best strategy! *in a split second, switches to the shoulder* DIFFINDO!

<Salazar> *gives an anguished yell as the spell slices through his left shoulder in a spray of bright red blood* (AUUUUUUUUUUUGH!) *collapses, but manages to regain his dignity by falling into a crouch*

<Kiff> O.O;

<Jocosa> *eyes widen* Professor...! O_O

<Reuben> *stops the barrage, and dashes over to resume his place on the duelling platform* Rule Four: Never feel mercy or pity until the duel is over. *triumphant smile*

[<Reuben> Just a "Hufflepuff gone bad"? Ha! T_T]

<Salazar> *clamps his free hand on the wound, biting his lip deeply in an attempt to steady himself* (The pain is nothing, Dark wizard... nothing... T_T)

<Reuben> Unless... *mimics Zar's usual formal and bitingly precise tone* "...you are a Gryffindor or a Hufflepuff, then you will of course return to your pithy self at the climax of the battle. `_`" ^.^

<Dawn> Heheh. ^^

<Salazar> *glances up at him* *forces his voice to be steady* R-Rule Five, Professor O'Keefe.

<Reuben> Hm? ^^

<Salazar> Never count your Ashwinders before they hatch. *raises his wand-hand at him* Subvenio... SERPENYX! *an immense green burst of light flares from Zar's wand, along with grayish smoke*

<Reuben> O___O?!?!?! *looks wildly around him*

<Delwyn> *turns to look at the duel* (What...?)

<Salazar> *smirks slightly as the light and smoke swirls and finally coalesces into what is roughly the size and shape of a... Basilisk*

<Reuben> ..... O_____O

<Alex> *faintly* ...Well, this is new.

<Gabriel> Mon Dieu. ^_^

<Light Basilisk> *<_< @ doors* *>_> @ ickle students*

<Warren> *leans back, looking up* ...

<Jocosa> *grabs his arm* O_O

<Reuben> o_o;; (Can it...? Will it...?) *notices where the the Basilisk is looking* (...There's not enough time to find out.) Hey! Over here!

<Light Basilisk> <_< >_> <_< ... *O_O! @ Reuben* (Prey!) *DIVE DIVE DIVE!!*

<Reuben> AUUUGH! *is thrown off the platform (away from the students) as the Basilisk dives, swallowing him* (Not - that - easily—!) *flails in the rushing green storm, frantically throwing curses in all directions*

<Dawn> *leaning forwards* Reuben...! o_o

<Alex> *notices the look on her face* He's fine, Dawn. (I think.)

<Salazar> *wincing; is still on one knee as he watches Rube struggle in the "belly" of the beast* Class! *looks over his wounded shoulder* Are we paying attention?

<Jocosa> *nods mutely*

<Salazar> *smiles in Kiffer's direction* (You're going to have to learn this too, you know, if you want to be a Dark wizard. Listen carefully.) *raises his wand to the still-bleeding gash* Rule Six: When faced with the opportunity, Heal yourself. But— *forgoes the Healing Charm and swiftly counters a volley of hexes as Reuben comes back, hair disheveled and face flushed, but looking as determined as ever*

<Reuben> *takes his place opposite Salazar again* n_____nv;;;

<Kiff> *watching and listening carefully!*

<Salazar> *smiles weakly again, this time to Reuben* Rule Seven: Never take your eyes off your opponent. Your second should also be paying attention to the duel—

<Reuben> *cheerfully interrupts* —but at the same time watching around you. :D *has been reviewing!*

<Salazar> *glares and reprises* You never what will happen in a duel.

<Reuben> Right. ^_^ *raises his wand, his arm not shaking at all!*

<Salazar> *resumes volleying hexes and curses back and forth between them, unable to properly use his cape this time due to injury*

<Reuben> (You - are - MINE! T_T) *blocks, counters, reverses, and throws in a hex every time he has a free breath*

<Salazar> *doing the same; raises his voice over the sound of the colliding spells* And number eight, Reuben, since you're so smart? u_uv

<Reuben> Eight! *smiles recklessly* Duelling is a matter of life or death. And like in life, the bigger the smile, the sharper the knife.

<Salazar> *nods, matching Reuben's smile* Precisely. *takes a step forwards, simply blocking spells now*

<Reuben> (What the...) o_O? (At this angle he couldn't possibly hurt the students... so why doesn't he—?) *falters for a half-second*

<Salazar> *smiles and points his wand, because that's all he needs* CRUCIO!

<Kiff> O_O;; (...Professor?)

<Alex> O___O *LEAPS to his feet* RUBE!

<Reuben> O_____O!!! *emits a low, shuddering cry as the Cruciatus Curse hits him full-force and drives him to his knees* (Oh Lord, oh God, God, no, stop—!) *twitching uncontrollably, throws back his head as unimaginable pain wracks his body*

<Alex> *grabs the sleeve of Dawn's robe* Dawn, don't!

<Dawn> *fights him* Let go of me, Kenny! RUBE!!!

<Alex> No! Dawn! You don't want to—Dawn! *PULLS* Nat! Help!

<Nat> Dawn! *grabs her elbow, pulling her back* He has to know what he's doing... He'll stop... Professor!

<Jocosa> *would close her eyes, but she can't tear her gaze away* O_O;;;; *hand clamps tighter on Warren's arm, almost bruisingly*

<Reuben> *the keening cry tightens and ascends into a scream; wand falling from his rigidly outstretched and shaking hand, clattering to the ground*

<Dawn> REUBEN! ;_____;!!! *SHOVES Alex and Nat away from her, and JUMPS over her desk—and the desk in front of her—and down to the duelling platform*

<Nat> O_O DAWN!

<Salazar> *softly* Rule Nine. *points his wand away from the younger wizard, and Summons Reuben's wand with a flick of his wrist*

<Reuben> *eyes snap open* ..... *is breathing hard and shivering, still on his knees with his hands flat on the platform, bracing himself*

<Dawn> *pulls herself onto the platform and throws an arm around his shoulders, drawing him close* Rube...? ;_;

<Jocosa> *finally looks away* ... *closes her eyes*

<Salazar> *looks at the class, raising his voice and speaking firmly* Use all the spells in your arsenal: spells to confuse, to deceive, to weaken the body or will, to distort, to deform or to maim, but as long as you are here at Hogwarts, never, ever to kill. *pauses* You will have enough of that when you go out into the world.

<Warren> *stares... and doesn't even feel Jo's grip on his arm*

<Reuben> *takes in a deep, strong breath, then slowly gets to his feet, gently pushing Dawn off of him* ... *not quite looks at anyone or anything*

<Dawn> Rube... *looks at Prof Slyth* T__________Tv

<Salazar> And lastly, Rule Ten. *raises his free hand, showing the two wands clenched in his fist* The duel is over when you have your opponent's wand, or when your opponent is dead. In the latter case, you have their second to deal with, so don't relax just yet. *winces as he glances back down his shoulder wound: his hand is now visibly stained red* ...Questions?

<Dawn> (How about: Why are you such a BASTARD? T_Tv;;;;;)

<Reuben> Yes. *straightens up and meets the eyes of the other* May I have my wand back?

<Salazar> *smiles slightly* Of course, Reuben. *holds his hand out at him*

<Reuben> *takes it; looks at Professor Slytherin's wound, but doesn't say anything about it* Thank you. ^_^ *turns to the class* Any other questions?

<Dawn> *just... stares at Reuben*

<Nat> u_u *shoves a fist into his hair feeling the overwhelming need to pace*

[You know, Zar, it just occurs to me that you are going to be in so much trouble when the others find out about this. u_u]

[i think Ric already knows]

[Cause Ric's just cool that way. ^_^]

[...him and his mad psychic-ness]

[Dude! Why in the world isn't there a Godric fan club?! There so should be!]

[because everyone can only see him as a pretty face?]

[...Don't listen to them, Owen. They're... cynical. Or something.]

[...uh... and i think he's coming]

<Delwyn> *watches as a long silence passes, surveying the class* ...I don't think so. Sir.

<Salazar> All right then. ^_^ Now, without any further interruption, I'd like you all to—

<Godric> *steps through the door, glancing to the students, then to the green haze covering the ground, then to the platform* *shoots a glare to Zar*

<Salazar> *raises his eyebrows at him* Yes?

<Godric> You used a Crucio. T_T

<Dawn> (Ha! Professor Gryffindor's here. NOW you'll get your comeuppance! T___T)

<Salazar> ...Yes. I did. o_ô

<Reuben> *looks at his fellow Court member* *softly* Dawn.

<Dawn> *fiercely* What?

<Reuben> I'm fine. *touches her shoulder* Thank you.

<Dawn> Fine! FINE! You— you're— you just— *GLARES at Prof Slyth*

<Salazar> *ignores her, still looking at Godric with an inscrutable expression*

[...i think we're getting the 'emoting mudblood' thing again... he's freaking out on my ass]

[Yeah, and Zar's just being... I don't know what the hell is wrong with him. >_<]

<Godric> *made his way up next to the platform* In the school. Salazar.

<Gawain> *stares—it's like a train wreck!* (Uh oh.)

<Salazar> (Am I being scolded at?) *mockingly matches his tone* In class. Godric. *looks at his students, then Reuben* Excuse me for a moment. Class is almost over, anyhow. *steps off the platform and makes his way to the DADA office*

<Godric> *sighs and follows, noticing the light splash of blood on the platform...* *o_ô to Zar's back then up to Reuben*

<Reuben> *nods at Professor Gryffindor* We'll be fine. *sighs, and addresses the students* In that case, you can all pack up early and go for dinner. They will be no homework.

<Godric> *and follows into the DADA Office, closing the door behind him*

<Alex> *comes down the steps, his bookbag and Dawn's slung over his shoulder* Hey—

<Dawn> *go ahead, Kennedy, because she isn't MOVING T_T*

<Reuben> *notices this* Dawn...

<Dawn> *firmly, in a tone leaving no room for argument* I'm taking you to the hospital wing.

<Reuben> Odin, no, Dawn. *was never one to follow convention* Just imagine how Professor Hufflepuff will react, and unnecessarily too, since I'm fine. The Cruciatus Curse doesn't leave lasting physical damage. You'll learn this later—

<Dawn> Damn you, Rube! *angrily* Stop playing professor! I've known you since you were just a kid, and bloody well am not going to stand for this strong authority figure act of yours. I—

<Reuben> *tersely cuts in* And I know you're just doing this because you care, but just trust me, would you? I'm perfectly fine. Please, just go to dinner, and don't speak of this to anyone until—

<Dawn> *shakes her head* I have to tell Christian, at least...

<Reuben> *sharply* No. You don't.

<Dawn> But...! o_o *is momentarily confused; shakes it off* You know he'd want to know about it. He'd be hurt if I didn't tell him that you... *trails off, frowning at the exasperated look on Reuben's face*

<Reuben> *sighs* He wouldn't care.

<Dawn> What...? Of course he would. o_ô It's you, after all. n_n

<Reuben> *looks away, and notices that the class has pretty much emptied by now* You'll understand it when you're older.

<Dawn> What? *still frowning* ...If you're thinking about Jericho Irvine...

<Reuben> *shakes his head: "that's not it"* Please. Just take my word for it. He wouldn't care. It's not like that between us any—

<Dawn> Like HELL! T___T;;; *stares at him for a few seconds, then throws up her hands and turns on her heels* Fine. *violently grabs up her bookbag from where Alex left it for her, and heads out the door*

<Reuben> O_Ô?! —Dawn! *jumps off the platform and runs after her*

<Dawn> *spins around to regard him fiercely* You know, it's you who caused me to be fed up with "love." Tell me you didn't just give it up. Tell me you didn't, not after all those saccharine uplifting speeches of yours.

<Reuben> *sighs, visibly frustrated* Dawn...

<Dawn> Oh, yeah, I know. "I'll understand when I'm older." I'm fifteen now, Rube. I'm not the baby anymore, I'm an adult. And I understand just fine. *turns, and loudly marches away*

<Reuben> o_o T_T >_< (...I told you so, Christian.) `_`;;

(DA)DA Office

<Salazar> *has removed his hand from shoulder, considering his at-best moderate ability with a Healing Charm and the extent of the injury* Hm... *looks up at Godric* Well, you look rather irked. u_uv

<Godric> *sighs again, raising a hand to rub his forehead* That was the Crucio, 'Zar. That alone probably scared five years off of every student. Cast onto Reuben, some of his close friends were in that class you saw how scared they were— *closes his eyes* A school is supposed to be a safe place. I— *sighs*

<Salazar> *looks up, almost exasperatedly, but not without some guilt* Fine, fine... I— *sighs* I... forget sometimes, all right? I forget that at fourteen- and fifteen-years-old, some people still consider them children, or that... But I was duelling. I haven't duelled in... *gives up trying to make Godric understand and merely steps forwards, touching his shoulder* But this school is safe place. I would've never done that to a student, nor condoned—well, too late for that now, I suppose. *smiles wryly* I'm very bad at setting good examples. But Reuben understands—he's by far the second-best student I've ever had.

<Godric> Only the second? *looks to Zar's shoulder, pulling up some sort of healing charm that would do*

<Salazar> *smiles, sighing slightly as the pain subsides* Well, I'm quite proud of Reuben's achievements, but I'll admit that Kiffer has much greater potential than he. He is a Slytherin for one. ^_^ He's well on the way to the same path I led Reuben—oh, don't look at me like that. I would never cast the Cruciatus Curse on Kiffer. u_uv

[<Reuben> ...But you'd cast it on me? Gee, thanks, sir. T_Tv]

[<Salazar> Well. You're older. Plus, technically, you're a rival Dark wizard now. ^_^]

<Godric> *goes back to working on his shoulder, closing up the wound from the inside out* Ah.

<Salazar> *studies him for a long moment* ...Do you want me to promise to you that I won't cast something like that in the school ever again? u_uv

<Godric> No. But if you're going to do it again, do it to the seventh years, so they won't be stupid and leave the school ignorant. But not the fourth and fifth years, they're not ready for that.

<Salazar> *shakes his head slightly* Protecting that precious short-lived innocence?

<Godric> *shrugs* Sometimes it's worth keeping.

<Salazar> *smirks* If you think so. *but nods anyways, agreeing to it*

<Godric> Thank you. *steps back* See you at dinner. *nods and makes his leave*

<Salazar> *reflectively rubs his healed shoulder* You will. *looks at the papers on his desk, considering them, then the door* Hn. *steps out, looking around the classroom* What a mess. u_u *waves his wand, vanishing the platform and green haze, then makes his way down to the Great Hall*