Eh... all the wands going in the bin... how would he be able to pick his back out? Tavelon thought. He sat in his place, preparing his things as he watched professor Bunbury snap at the students. And forty.... what was this about her being forty? Obviously it was true, otherwise so many students wouldn't have known about it... and she wouldn't be so defensive about it. But the real thing that troubled Tavelon was this wand collecting. What if Bunz started a bonfire with their wands out of sheer spite? But his other theory sounded more accurate in Tavelon's mind- she was probably the one stealing from the other professors. But why? Perhaps she wanted it so when all the teachers lost their wands, she would have control! Then she'd take over the school and make them all be under her command. The other professors would suffer under her bootheel.... literally and figuratively... because she had all the wands.

"YES! That's it!" he said triumphantly, standing up at this absurd revelation.

Tavelon turned a little red and sat back down. "Erm... sorry professor... I... erm... Remembered how to pronounce 'Venemous Tentacula..."