Since he'd had so much success with the suits of armour below, Dylan's third stop was the Armour Gallery. He decided he liked cleaning them best...because it felt like he was actually accomplishing something. He could clean the floors and walls all he wanted to...but those would keep getting dirty...

Really, everything would keep getting dirty without someone to maintain it.

Tapping his vacuum to life, he muttered "Vacavus!" He'd become a pro at the spell...considering he'd been using it down in the Slytherin common room every since initially learning it. As it roared to life, Dylan lifted the nozzle and began carefully moving it along the first armoured statue's form.

He was being thorough, too. Feet, legs, bum....It was all whatever. He wasn't that guy.

As the Slytherin had done with the previous two stops, he kept recasting the suction spell...tapping the vacuum and saying "Vacavus!" firmly.

SCULP SCULP SCULP SCULP!

Yes, the sound of suction was weird....but that didn't deter him. He worked as quickly as possible, burning through pieces of armour, one after the other.

When he'd finally felt like he'd cleaned his fair share, Dylan allowed the green vacuum to die, again, and toted it up to the next floor.