Hebridean Black hide boots scuffing the floor as he walked, Mathys was taking a break from the necessary restoration efforts outdoors and on his way to the staff room when he spotted two students conversing by the bulletin board...and a fresh notice in place that he did not recall spotting on his way out this morning.

Approaching the two in stoic silence, the French man gave the notice a cursory read without so much as acknowledging either student just yet. Thank me later Arachnophobes. Yes, Mathys was certain that those of a certain disdain towards this particular set of creatures would be overjoyed to know that there was one rogue in the castle. No Undoubtedly this boy this Fuller-Thompson felt a bit privileged seeing he had familial connections on this Hogawarts' staff.

His cool blue eyes casually shifted to the pair and he unset his jaw before speaking. "Ziss ees what occurs when rules are not respected and one considers zemselves above zem," he spoke evenly as his gaze settled on the young Fuller-Thompson boy. "Who gave you permeession to breeng such a creature to Hogwarts, let alone ze feast?"

Because it had certainly not been one Mathys de Nostredame.