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Why were they talking to him like he was an old crup they were trying to put down? He looked tired? Let them be....in charge?
Malachi shook his head at the offer of chocolate, not thinking it wise to take treats from dead founders who, by all indication were trying to....take the castle? Raise the standards...? What....? The Headmaster barely got time to take and spot his name--at the top mind you--of Slytherin's list when there was suddenly a sword by his face.
This...this right here was why he'd never tried reasoning with Gryffindor. It wasn't possible and he'd seen what the man had done to De Nostredame.
Coolly, Malachi took a step away from the sword, returning the distance he'd been doing his best to maintain. "Right............" And another step, for good measure.
"So...let me get this straight....you...you four have come to tell me...you're taking the castle. Is that it?" Just...y'know, checking because there was no way this day could get any weirder or more inconvenient. "And...by the look of Gryffindor's sword, I take it you all are prepared to take action whether I agree or not, yes?" Again, just checking. Calm, he was calm.
They had officially overstayed their welcome.
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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