The dueling arena. A spot on perfect location to test some of the misbegotten brain babies from the darker recesses of Cutty's mind. He'd been up to things over the summer and indeed once school had started. Jinxes and spells meant to annoy and new and bothersome ways to apply old spells had built up in his grimoire and he came to try them out.

Carrying a black case some of his treats were often sold in, he placed it on the ground near his feet and opened it. The undetectable extension charm making it seems almost empty to the naked eye. The Slytherin student took a moment to limber up, stretching his back, his ankles and his wrists. It was time.