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Dominic blinked as the flying professor then when on about how he was 'hounding' him to read something. Oh of course he was running some important errands, as was he ever NOT? This was just so ugh, unfair and to punish his house MORE? That was outright rude, if you asked his opinion, but of course he would not. Vindictus was a professor, who basically just proved his point. The point that he had been reluctant to face.
Shaking his head, as Vindictus redirected his attention to Bunbury, showing her of exploding gobstones, Dominic sighed in attempt to think of response to that. Unfortunately though, he felt fingers on his robes. Fingers that were wiping INK on his precious and clean robes! Ugh.
Oh. Give Shackleton exploding gobstones? Just what she would need... Or not.
"Scourgify," the fifth year murmured, withdrawing and pointing his wand at his robes in one fluid motion where Bunbury had wiped ink on them. Noting the ink in her hair and her eyebrows, albeit tempted to laugh, he knew it to be probably improper of him to do so. "Professor? Did you want me to clean the ink from your hair and fingers as well?" he offered, before turning his attention back to Max. Yes. That was proper course to ask first before charming someone.
"My apologies for not realizing how very much more busy you are than I imagined, Professor Vindictus," Dom apologized. "But well, perhaps we could schedule a time to meet then as to when might be more convenient?"
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