"Get outta my shed, you insane witch!" Vindictus bellowed and practically threw himself out of his chair at the woman. "I don't care if you work for the Ministry of Idiots - you seem to forget that I'm one of those who will determine if you ever get to play again! OUT! AND DON'T TALK TO MY STUDENTS IN THAT FOUL MANNER IN MY PRESENCE EVER, EVER AGAIN!" With a firm shove, he pushed Wystan out the door and slammed it in her face. "AND I DON'T GIVE A CRUP'S TAIL IF YOU REPORT ME TO THAT MORON!"

By now, Vindictus's face had turned a nice shade of puce and his blue eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets. He turned to Fabian and headed back to his seat. "That felt good," he said as he collapsed in his chair.