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BanaBatGirl 
"People problems, then," Bunbury snapped back at the boy. "Do you foresee yourself living much longer if you can't get along with your fellow students? What happens when, ten years down the road, you take a swing at that fellow at the pub and he whips out his wand and blasts your brains out? What then?"
She exhaled in deep frustration. This boy was about as stubborn as a hippogriff and as intelligent as a flobberwom - and they were getting nowhere. If he kept this up then perhaps all hope was lost for her old House of Hufflepuff.
"I suppose that will have to do for now," she sighed, rolling up the scrolls and sealing them with her wand. "You will be delivering these in person after the duration of your detention," Bunbury added sternly, shooting another death glare in the boy's direction. "But now I will leave the real punishment up to Ma--er, your Flying Instructor."
She nodded curtly and stepped to the door, opening for Maximus to enter.
Jack stared "I'll live as long as I live, thanks for the warning though" he sniffed a little to stop his nose from running, he thought he was getting that thing muggles called a cold
"Probably gonna die before I get out of hogwarts" he added under his breath.
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demented_death_eater Vindictus nodded at Bunbury as she left the room and then he entered. One look at Jack and he was already annoyed. "You still don't get it do you," he said and stared at the boy. "Perhaps you need your head examined by the professionals at St. Mungos, but first things first." He pulled out his wand and a large sealed barrel appeared in the room. "Roll your sleeves up, boy, and I sure hope you aren't squeamish like a little girl."
Jack looked up at Vindictus while biting his lip, there was that word again... they all seemed to say it, he had to ask why "Why do you think I
need to go St. Mungo's" he asked, no sarcasm or bitterness could be heard in his voice, but he seriously felt like screaming inside and hitting this guy, Jack rolled up his sleeves and looked at the wall, his expression blank.