Myers smiled because his students were all so caring and nice. And sweet. He brandished his wand and began to help them clean their area of the Great Hall. The Friar had left him shivering, though, especially since he was soaked from Airey's rain.

"Ah--Mr. Friar--never try to hug me again--" he chuckled a little though, to show the ghost he was...in jest about it. But please, seriously, don't try to hug him again.

He nodded at Norah, Noel, and Henric. "Thank you for the kind words. I'll try to get my banjo up and ready for playing soon..." he sighed, waving his wand around Henric's head, cleaning up the food. "I'm fine. The term has started with...quite the bang," he actually chuckled and continued to clean.

"None of you...DID partake in the food fight...right?" he asked quickly, eyeing them all suspiciously. "Oh and Henric--I need to see you in my office...tomorrow at some point," he sounded stern, ish, but he smiled quite a bit. "Don't worry. You're not in trouble." Not exactly.