 ½ of Lauralie | Koala | The being in Ern's pocket | Baby Smurf | Prouf member of The Flock
Oh, Simran wasn't even trying to be funny. She was far beyond that point, but the line of questioning was a step above throttling the boy and she didn't quite have the constitution for jail at her age. This boy was testing her, though, and she was not NEARLY as in-control of her murderous urges as she would like to be this morning when she would normally be sleeping.
Malachi got a pained smile in response anyway, before she directed her gaze back at the Ravenclaw.
"Explain is not quite how I would describe your behaviour, Master Jones. I am neither forgetful nor stupid. In fact, I do believe you shouted at me in my own classroom for enforcing rules and expectations that you are expected to be familiar with." She had now left her seat, shutting her book with such volume that it startled a few nearby owls. "Three points is nothing in the grand scheme of things. However, if you had raised concerns in a quiet and respectful manner, after class, I assure you, you would not have lost your house eighty points and landed yourself here in detention."
"Instead, you chose to make a scene, continued to be insubordinate even after being instructed to take your seat, disrupted my lecture and inspired other students in your house to be insubordinate after you had left as well."
"So no, Master Jones. You are no crusader, martyring yourself for what you believed to be a good cause. You were a child throwing a tantrum, and are being punished for your poor behaviour. I am very sorry that you were never taught the difference."
Then, turning to the Headmaster, voice lowered, she added: "And I will leave the bit about his badge to you, since that's not my jurisdiction." |