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S I G H.

Lucien pinched the bridge of his nose as he watched several of the children decide to shut down. There was still a class. He had warned them often enough that defiance WASN'T how they would win. Keep muggles out of the castle, was that really the worst instruction he had ever given them?

No. This was indeed on Kale Trent and he would not tolerate the WEAK who could not adapt. If they could not adapt and move on, they had no place in the new world and he was done justifying their existence. Watching them remain motionless as minutes ticked by....

Lucien raised his wand once more, pointing to each and everyone of them that had not made even the smallest move to do as he asked.

"I'm going to count to 3." A long and generous number. "If you're still standing here, YOU will join this man wherever he has gone. I've given instructions and expect them to be followed dammit!" So angry was he that a bolt of random magic shot from his wand, scorching the ground where it landed. "Go." He instructed once more, his tone icy and threatening.