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AmbiguouslyMe 
If he could have disappeared into the floor, he would have. The old man's silence was worse than anything Tiberius had imagined happening as he'd made his way up to the front. He was certain that everyone could hear his stomach gurgling nervously.
Daring to raise his eyes, he looked up just in time to catch the man's nod before he spoke. Eyes wide with surprise, Tibi nodded quickly, and dared to exhale as Kazimeriz turned back around.
Too soon. He was being addressed again! "Y-yes, Professor?" Tibi raised his chin from his chest and looked up at the man.
"Nice work in potions this year." Kazimeriz almost smiled at the boy. Almost.
"I expect you to showcase the same exceptional quality of work next year in open potions lab... where you are to report for your detention service, every Tuesday. For the duration of the term. Enjoy the feast." Now the old man
did smile, his livery lips pulling into a wide grin that multiplied the number of wrinkles on his face to at least 257,000 (plus two).