Originally Posted by XanaSnape

Kazimeriz watched the boy slink off in tears. He knew the students thought he was being unkind, but he didn't care. It really was for the boy's own good. He recalled a student who once had cast using a duplication charm with a wand that he had wiped a bogie on; instead of duplicating the poster the student was trying to copy, it misdirected the spell and started duplicating thousands of bogies instead... filling the room and nearly drowning the idiot boy in his own slime. He was saving young Newtington from such a death, really. A dirty wand equaled death.



"I just saw you use your shield charm to aim acorns at young Miss Toussaint. Do you deny it?" he asked the boy sternly, his eyebrow raised.