Now, now, Godric. There was no need to threaten the Headmaster with a duel. Honestly! Resorting to violence was never the answer. Surely Headmaster Trent understood the severity of this situation and they could come up with a peaceful resolution. "For later then," Helga winked, stretching her hand forward to deposit the chocolates into the man's front pocket.
Then taking a step back, she rummaged through her own pockets for another snack for herself. All this confrontation was making her rather hungry. Despite this, she was still listening. "Yes," she nodded, lifting her head. "I am so glad you understand, Malachi dear. We only want what is best for our students."
Helga turned to give Godric a pointed look. See? No need for violence. Headmaster Trent was a reasonable man. He understood what needed to be done for the greater good of Hogwarts. This was rather easy, and left much time for a celebratory feast.
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