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Welp, that was enough to bring him back to himself and out of the pit sadness he had sunk into. Not at the points loss no, but the professor forcibly removing his helmet. Really, Noble? He had already smelled the damn plant when the professor had made him put on the ridiculous suit. But, oh no, he wasn't going to blow up like some might expect him to. Nope, he was going to abide by that old saying. You know, the one that said that revenge was a dish best served cold. And the situation was way too hot right now, both figuratively and literally.
He didn't bother to hide the anger in his face, though. The Head Boy must've looked quite the sight, though, what with his black eye even more visible and the aforementioned anger. Like a boxer in those few minutes before he started wailing on his opponent. He did retrieve the stupid helmet and slipped it back on his head before going to retrieve the one cup of crup urine (ugh, whoever came up with this potion was a sadist), the clove of garlic and the castor oil (the last of which was put in his caldron, thank you very much). After that, he returned to his station.
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