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Jenster 
Theo smiled, "Thank you Sir. I will come back with my new spells. Do you think I could be an auror?" All that important stuff was coming up. "I want to be an astronaut though. Just want to know if you think I could be."
"With enough effort and proper application, there is no limit to what any gentleman may achieve. That includes you." Kazimeriz said simply.
"Good day to you,Mr. Newtington. You may take a warm sugar cookie as you depart. We will speak again soon." He gestured to the silver tray by the still-open door.
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Zoerawrr Huffing and puffing like the Hufflepuff he was, Jake crossed his arms across his chest, all eyes red, face wet with tears but no longer crying. He ignored the demand. "You have no right to take that, you had no right to hang me upside down on this bloody chair, and you have no right to keep me here," he said hotly, still calmer than he was earlier. Yoouuuuu wait.
"I refuse to be drawn into a debate with you, Upstead. The simple fact is, as acting headmaster and one of the masters of this school, I may discipline in any way I see fit. Now, be still. There is an actual academic conversation in progress. You may even learn something." Kazimeriz flicked his wand, neatly casting a silencing charm on the boy stuck to the armchair.
"As you were saying, Miss Daniels?" He said courteously, sitting back and sipping his tea.
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Emalyn sat down and managed a small smile. "Oh, no, thank you..." she glanced at the kettle appologetically. "I'm not up for tea just now." she looked back up at Kazimeriz, listening intently. She nodded, but wasn't prepared for his question.
"Well, uhh...no. I mean, I would rather the topic stay around cancer, out of curiosity for the subject and illness, but err - purely academic, of course." You liar, Ema...
"My second question would be if any illness-ridding remedy would work for a muggle sickness such as this, or would there only be a fair few that cure these types of things?"
And here came the earlobe tugs again...
The tea pot did a little clinking dance, still eager to be given permission from the girl to pour out into the waiting teacup, then looked disappointed at her refusal.
"Well, many of our potions would certainly work on a muggle, but by no means all of them. It would be very specific to the disease in question and the potion. Some of our common potions --such as calming draughts -- actually contain ingredients that are toxic to muggles, in fact." He eyed her for a moment, contemplating something.
"What type of cancer is it, Miss Daniels?" he asked in a gentle and compassionate tone.