10-11-2018, 02:53 AM
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Puffskein
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Originally Posted by Symphora Right. As if he cares about all that. He had better things to do than stay in detention with this heartless professor anyway. Nathan swallowed his pride and looked back at the bulletin board. But not without grudge, his stubborn soul would never allow him to. “Well...then...if that’s the case. Come on, Rylee. Lets clean the board. We mustn’t let our /forgiving/ professor here wait on us.” He told Rylee, giving her a look not to do anything else that would jeopadise their plans. “Will you provide us with the cleaning supplies or...we get them ourselves?”he asked the professor with his most faux pleasant smile yet. Nathan would definitely remember this professor name in the future.
Rafferty Ainsworth.
In his head...it /ain’t worth-it/....to continue being defiant with this man.
The only professor no future alumni students such as himself wanted to visit or cared about if he keep choosing to persecute them with no valid explanation. Quote:
Originally Posted by Kolyander While losing points didn't seem so bad, getting several weeks worth of detention for refusing to clean up a mess they didn't make sounded much worse. Yup. Punish those that hadn't been involved. Smooth, real smooth. Hogwarts was turning into a joke, a bad one at that. "Yes, Sir," Rylee replied her entire demeanor changing as she glanced at Nathan catching a quick glimpse of a certain look he sent her way. There was no sense in making a fuss and getting into worse trouble. If they were bound to get themselves detention at some point it was going to be for something they had actually done.
Nathan's question about cleaning supplies was indeed a very good one. This had the small third year looking over at the cold eyed man that was Professor Ainsworth. Could they use the cleaning supplies from the supplies closet or was he going to conjure up what he wanted them to use? Was Rafferty going to continue enjoying making threats to the students when it involved House points? No. Did he understand why they cared so much about a stupid Cup? No. Rafferty smirked. That was right. Do not keep him waiting. “Why in the world would I do that?’’ Rafferty questioned. His eyebrows shot up spitefully. “Hale, you go get them. The Laundry room isn’t far off. Get the supplies. Prichard, you stay here. I need to ensure neither of you will escape.’’ There wasn’t far they could go in any case. “Move as though you’re alive, Hale.’’
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