Half amused by the actions of the Jarveys, he missed the Professor’s reply to his answer but it made no difference. It wasn’t like he was going to actually remember what he’d said anyway. What lesson were they in again? Oh. CoMC. Riiiight. Jarvey’s. Of course.

Laughing a little, his attention turned back to the Professor, if a little bit reluctantly and did his best to focus although he needn’t have tried so hard because the Jarvey’s were about to become the main focus of the lesson.

Briefly in the back of his head, he couldn’t help bite back the retort to the professor’s mumble None of them signed up to be practically murdered each year but you know, there we go then and instead, chose to walk towards one of the Jarveys as he pulled on his dragonhide gloves. He might be a ghost but he wasn’t ready to deal with scars and blood right now. No thank you.

Was he supposed to give them someth- FOOD! Yes, he was supposed to bribe them with food! Turning on the spot, the prefect headed over to where the food was kept and grabbed a handful two dead mice because who didn’t love dead mice? Turning again, the prefect confidently walked up to one of the Jarvey’s and slowly placed one of the dead mice in front of it as an offering. One thing he’d learned just generally in life was that food makes almost everyone happier and if a dead mouse was what this little Jarvey wanted then that was what he was going to get. Sure, the mouse had practically dropped through his hand as it turned invisible for the briefest of moments but that was neither here no there.

“Hey there little friend, I’ve got a present for you…”, checking the name quickly from the list, he continued “Pretzel. Here, have another dead mouse. I picked this one just for you” . Slowly, the prefect reached his hand in to stroke the Jarvey with the hope that he had now officially become one of its favourite humans. If someone had brought him a pizza now for example, they would become one of his favourite humans so…you know, it was a possibility. Right?