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demented_death_eater Brownies AND cookies? There were intelligent students at Hogwarts after all! "Ooo! Thank you," exclaimed Vindictus as he accepted the baked treats from Taylor and Kurumi. Now he had a snack to eat while the kiddos were up in the air.
"Summer was good. Nothing beats relaxing on a pristine beach with...." He stopped just in the nick of time because what he was about to say was completely inappropriate for the ears of underage witches and wizards. Not to mention, he knew the parents of several of the students and they would frown upon his sudden lack of professionalism.
"OKAY!"
Clap, clap.
"Welcome to the first Flying lesson of the year! For those of you who do not know me, I am Professor Vindictus. The guru of all things Flying and Quidditch related at Hogwarts, and soon-to-be published author. But THAT is something that we'll look forward to later in the school year."
Grin.
"I want each of you to walk over to a broom and stand to the left of it. And Mr. Odessa, promise me that you will do your utmost best to not destroy school property in this lesson."
Sierra blinked at the sound of the clapping. Merlin, that man clapped loudly. Then again, she guessed he had to, what with having to call a whole class of kids to attention all at once. She'd have just used
Sonorus and blown their eardrums out, but that's just her.
So anyway... She moved to the left of one of the brooms, all the while thinking what an ego that Vindictus had. Did he honestly think she was sitting nearby, biting her nails in anticipation of his book?! She could care less. That is, unless he agreed to help her with a little favor she needed.
That would come later, though...