Felnott grinned to himself as he took a few steps backwards. Just as he anticipated, the wandwaver child was caught, how did they word it red-handed.
"Gsier! Gsier!" he once again chanted, this time with a hint of sick satisfaction.
His beady black eyes bulged creepily as he scanned the room. Mission accomplished.
Now the wandwaver babysitter, sorry, Headmistress was in the room. If he were the type to squeal excitedly about a plan coming together, now would be the moment.
Instead, he just rubbed together his hands and would eagerly witness the fallout. |