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demented_death_eater 
Vindictus rolled his eyes. "You students cease to amaze me," he said and headed for the door. "Restricted section should have some books that might enlighten us on the matter." He looked at Paris. "And no stalking the ghosts. This is their home, too, so let them do whatever it is they do in peace. Well, Peeves isn't that quiet and he isn't technically a ghost."
He looked over at Anna. "You could try that," he replied to her question and ran his hand through his short hair once more.
She tried to picture him totally bald and with a but to keep from snapping at him when he rolled his eyes at her.
"This is a off day for me. I can try and dazzle you tomorrow if you would like sir." She told him. He was just a pretty boy broom jockey who took himself and his hair gel way to seriously, she thought to herself.
She folded her arms across her chest as she looked at him.
"Sure thing Professor." She said meaning anything but.