Mr. K was kind of scary, did he know? It was probably the muscles. Ella gave Kevin a look warned that he should most definitely not anger this man further because he'd probably get Hulk Kirby smashed or something and then focused her attention on the instructions being given.

..And the Gryffindor was saying things he shouldn't again. "Don't be rude," She said quietly, hoping the groundskeeper had missed the boy's comment. She didn't want him to lose anymore points, even if they weren't in the same house.

Anyway, time to scrape off the wax? "Alright, so just like...?" And the eighteen year old slowly started to remove it, making sure the beehive was over the bucket so that no honey was being wasted.