Cam just stared with WIIIDE WIIIDE eyes at the boy who'd gotten pumpkin head poured on him.

SNORT.

Peeves WAS epic, period. "WOOOOO," he cheeered at the ghost when he left and glanced at all of the adults, wondering when they were gonna give theeee werewolf lecture. The cage was PROBABLY just a prop to show how to save yourself from werewolves. Merely... put them in a biiiig cage, right? Right. He didn't know much about them, but he KNEWW they were DANG scary.

But he knew he could TOTALLY AND POSITIVELY take on a werewolf. WHY? Because... because he always had a sickle on him. A SILVER sickle. Silver was their weakness, right? He got one out from his pocket juuuust in case.