BOOM?
Yes, BOOM!
I think it is safe to say, without a shred of doubt, that our beloved Professor Maximus Vindictus has lost his ever loving mind. As if I ever really had any doubts on this matter. Pffft. Only this time it looks like the crazy has spread. Several students, including the typically mild mannered Gryffindor Quidditch Captain, the already odd Hufflepuff Prefect; Arya Lovegoods, the always precocious Lexi Denver, her on again off again boyfriend, Salander, and the less than friendly little snakette, Sierra Greingoth, seem to have been bitten by the crazy bug.
Flying class turned into an all out WAR ZONE recently. The old man Professor actually instructed his students to try to set one another on FIRE! Seriously, people. He encouraged the students to take flight and attempt to set their opponents brooms alight. And if that wasn’t dangerous enough he then told them to attempt any quidditch foul they could think of without the use of a wand. One little Ravenclaw came away with a broken nose compliments of a blonde Gryffindor who seemed to think her name was actually Thomas… Odd.
Several other students were injured by this rag tag group of pirates. And still that isn’t even the juiciest bit of all. After some crazy blue mist swept through the pitch it was seen by ALL that Vindictus was locked in a passionate kiss with Librarian Kimber Donovan. OH WHAT A SCANDAL. But wait… it gets EVEN BETTER! The lovely, typically mild mannered Groundskeeper Mister Stryker somehow witnessed this all and popped up just in time to punch Vindictus right in the MOUTH. Talk about a great bit of entertainment. Professor Vindictus claims that he was in a weird dream state or something of the sort. I, for one, think this is a load of waffle. He was just looking for an excuse to lock lips with the lovely lioness. Mhm. Dear me, I think it’s clear for all to see… Maximus O. Vindictus has gone round the twist.
Keep an eye on him and perhaps my minions will give you some more precious morsels of gossip later.
Now on a personal note I regret to inform you all that this article will indeed be my last as the head of Aparecium. Well, this will be my last with Aparecium, period. I feel that I have molded my precious goddesses and gods so that they are capable of taking the reins and keeping the gossip flowing for you all. I know, I know, no one will ever be able to fill my shoes. Heck, I AM the mother Goddess after all. Know this, though; I have greatly enjoyed my time with the paper and I will leave here happily.
I just won’t be revealing my TRUE identity. Some things are better left unsaid.
~Hera