Meh. That stupid poltergeist. He was not funny. His jokes were stupid and lacked the necessary quality except that wordly one. He might have a little bit of fun though, if he had not been sitting in a dungeons classroom. In this place the Gryffindor boy was NOT cheerful and he only kept looking around with a careless expression as Peeves made a total mess of the place. Not to mention now he had some gross stuff on his robes. No problem. He just took it off and threw it on the empty left side of his work station.

When Kazimeriz arrived, at last, in the class he did not look so happy about it. Naturally...hmmm so they had to clean the place. All right. He knew how to clean up a Potions workstation since last year an older Ravenclaw girl taught him how to manage the spells. ''Fine''. Unholstering his hazel wand, the boy directly pointed it at the sticky substance on his desk. ''Scourcify!'' then ''Evanesco!'' This was a routine.