Kevin had kind of thought that the Professor would have blocked his spell so when it hit her and she began to dance uncontrollably , the young Gryffindor laughed so hard he had to grab his stomach. It didn’t take long till the fun was over and he refrained from rolling his eyes when her signature smile changed and she looked with a stern expression at him. “I hardly call that an unfriendly spell, Prof-es-sor” he shrugged the shoulders. Seriously, it was dancing spell. What harm was that gonna do eh?

And again with the respect. He REALLY needed to ask money each time someone mentioned it. Kevin folded his arms over each other and watched the interaction going on between the History of Magic Professor and the Divination Professor. He wasn’t even startled to hear the word detention. Seriously, like he cared? However, at the mention of the Headmistress he suddenly looked a bit more uncomfortable. It wasn’t that he was scared of her but she did have the power to throw him out of school right?

The Gryffindor shrugged his shoulders again and pretended that he didn’t care. Then without another word, the boy twirled around and sat down on one of the empty seats, picking out his book from his bag.

Oh and NOW their entrances were unique to them and speak about them? His entrance was exactly that but he got an detention? Pfft unfair. Yes, he totally did not see that he did wrong by attacking an Professor. Merlin’s beard he had done that so many times now, she should be honoured to be on the list. Although the attack on Bentley had been an accident, TRUTH!

As the question came, Kevin did listen, while chewing on the peppermint humbug he found. The answer however, he did not know. He was more focused on the door and coming up with a plan to vanish before the Headmistress would enter the room.