Vindictus sprinted from the Castle down to the rickety Broomshed near his little office only four hundred yards from the stadium. The door was always unlocked (unless there was a problem) and he dashed inside. Hanging from the rafters were the school brooms but on a special broom stand were the new brooms. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out two wands. "W-what?" he stammered and examined the extra wand. Then it dawned upon him why he had it - he had confiscated it from a young Ravenclaw girl named Juliette during detention because she had the audacity to perform magic during her punishment and she had never asked for it back.

Shaking his head, he put the spare wand away and used his own to lift the protective spells that prevented anyone from taking the new brooms. "Brooms. Now I need those crates." He reset the protective spells on the broom rack and then methodically shrunk a dozen wooden crates to the size of a Muggle dime. These he placed in his left robe pocket and put his wand away. Grabbing the two brooms, he headed back to the Castle prepared to do battle with whatever awaited him in the Dungeons.