Stomping back into the classroom, Iris glared at Shaw. Her hair was all a mess from her crawling and chasing after the cat, and her left hand - HER WAND HAND - was bleeding from where the cat had taken a big chunk out of her hand. In the journey back to the classroom, the cat seemed to have calmed down a little but he was still hissing and meowing a lot. "YOU. You're insane. Why in your right mind would you have CHILDREN chasing after cat-nip fed, feral cats?!" They could be INFECTED with ANYTHING!

Walking to the front of the class, Iris held the cat close to her. She wasn't going to go chasing after him again. "I want my wand back. I want it back now. She looked at Shaw as if he'd just used an Unforgivable on her mother. (Which, she wouldn't put past him) "My hand is cut, and bleeding. It's really sore and stings. So give me my wand back so I can numb the pain before I can go to the Hospital wing." GLARE. "Please." She added, just for good measure.

And if he wouldn't? ... Then she was dropping this cat and storming straight to the Headmasters office - bloody hand and all. Iris hated this teacher SO much. He seemed to find it amusing when the students were in danger and didn't seem to care much about their actual education and Iris DIDN'T like that.