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Abby patiently listens to Professor Kazimeriz's latest tirade. It is obvious he has not mellowed like a good bottle of wine over the summer break. On the contrary, his bark is as venomous as a basilisk's fang and just as dangerous. Abby notices a definite humidity in the air, but then what can you expect. The outside walls of the dungeon back onto the lake. They keep the rooms down here humid twelve monthes out of the year. That is why dungeons have stark stone walls. Nothing else can withstand the damp. Abby would suggest to Professor Kazimeriz that he should use a dehumidifying charm, but what does she know? Abby is, after all, only a student.
Abby is definitely getting cold feet. She's already seen the extent of his bite the last time she made the mistake of coming to the good professor's office. It gives new meaning to the work terror. Oh well, who wants to live forever? Of course I was hoping to make it past sixteen. What's the old saying? When you walk into the den of a basilisk, you should bring a magical pair of tinted shades. I knew I should have gone and checked on Professor Truebridge first. Abby takes a deep breath. The air should be too dense to breath after Professor Kazimeriz's eruption. That should be about thirty seconds after Abby speaks. Just a warning so you can take cover.
"Professor sir, I came to apoligize for my behavior the last time I was in..." Abby looks around, "your other office. Despite my noble intentions, I should have not spoken when you ordered me not to." Abby takes a second deep breath. Now comes the fuse that will erupt the volcano that is Kazimeriz. "I also want to offer my services to you this term if you will honor me thus."
I knew I should have owled my parents before I came here. I could have suggested to them to bury me in my favorite blue dress. I look so good in blue. I wouldn't mind spending eternity in that dress. That is if I don't have the miss forturne to return as a ghost. I'd hate to haunt Professor Kazimeriz for eternity in these robes. |