A lot of practise and a few cool spells? Was he serious? Just THAT? "I figured that out, but i meant , what's it called? The spell , i want to learn it!" Contrary to believe, Kevin WAS interested in learning new things. "I had a duel with Crazy Space Man...I MEAN, Flamsteed once and i learned some attacking spells, pretty cool right?"

Kevin's cheeks turned slightly red when he realised that he was having an ACTUAL conversation with his most disliked Professor. It was all HIS fault! HE started being friendly to him and it had made him so confused that he actually started talking to him. Ewww.

Kevin was kind of used to the sticky ground by now as well as the aweful smell that lingered. He didn't want to know how he would smell if he came back to the Dormitory. So he made a mental note to shower first...again...

So dipping the broom/mop thingy in to the bucket with the solution, Kevin started to sweep. He had just done the corner when he turned around and saw that the Professor started to clean as well.

If he had been confused before he was even more confused now.

"You're....really helping me? After ALL i've done?!" Was there something behind this? Kevin started to suspect there was. Because a few hours ago he could have sworn the man had wanted to kill him but now...? THIS WAS SO CONFUSING!

"I mean....i thought...you hated me?" Or at least disliked him. If Kevin disliked someone he wasn't going to help them out. Also, the boy was bored with sweeping already and wanted to clean the working stations. "Can i use the solution from the bucket on the tables?" you know, for scrubbing.