"AHEM!"

Vindictus shot a frown at Miles and Dylan. "SOOO . . . now that you found the tail twig clippers, the first step in tuning up your broom is to work on the tail twigs. I've already done the messy part of cleaning the tail twigs in a bucket of solution and allowing them to dry."

He walked over to the broom rack and retrieved a broom who's twigs looked like they'd been used to smash an army of spiders. Ends of the twigs were ragged and poking in different directions. Vindictus slowly walked by each table so that the students could see the poor condition of the broom.

"This is what happens when you don't trim the tail twigs. Sad, isn't it. Fly on this thing and the butterflies will beat you." He smiled and pointed to a broom leaning by the fire. It looked like it got caught in a Muggle machine that gnawed off it's tail. "And that's what happens when you get carried away with those clippers. Destroy the tail and you've killed the broom."

"Take your clippers and gently clip the raggedy ends off each of the tail twigs. When you do this with great care, you will still maintain the speed and shape of the tail. Please keep your voices low while you work and hair cutting is not allowed!"