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Professor Kazimeriz looked up from the note he was composing at his desk and smiled. He stood and strode over to the healer, giving her a small, courtly bow. "Healer Byron, I am grateful that you were able to find time to come to my class. The students will be instructed to return soon; in the meantime please make yourself at home. " He waved his wand, conjuring a comfortably overstuffed wingback suede chair and a small table. He summoned a tea set so his guest might have a cuppa while she waited, if she chose. The tea pot hovered, ready to pour at Byron's request.

Plymouth was keeping it low key for this class. He didn't really want to come, but, he couldn't let his step brother, and certainly not his girlfriend, go into this - THIS - classroom without backup. He kept his collar pulled up over his ears and made no eye contact. For once, Plymouth didn't say a WORD. Not one. He hardly breathed.

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape (Post 7853654)

Kazimeriz smirked. "Mr. Morgan might disagree with you on that note. But that is neither here nor there. Very good... more jinxes, quickly please..." He continued listing named jinxes on the board.

Plymouth turned red from head to toe. Salt in the wound, that was. As if everyone NEEDED a reminder. KaziMEANIz. Ugh. He sunk down lower and tried to disappear into the floor.

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Originally Posted by Celandine (Post 7853905)

Cela put her hand up thoughtfully, "Professor Kazimeriz? Have you seen all of the hexes, curses and jinxes in the text used? I mean... some of the grosser sounding ones... I kind of wonder about how they look? Like the finger-removing one and the entrail-expelling one? Is there a spell that someone could cast if they had a weak stomach and wanted to use something like that anyway?"

Sigh. Oh sigh. Surely his little Cela KNEW the answer to this? KaziUGLYiz had not only SEEN them, he'd used them, and been there when they were created. He was such an old, ugly, fart.

Plymouth was torn. He didn't want to LOSE points for not signing up and just sitting there like a bump on a log - but he didn't want KaziUGHiz to know he was in class. Or bring special attention to it. Rock > Plymouth < Hard Place.

He sunk down, eyes wide, and had an internal debate.

.... Plymouth decided it was best to go roam and get some fresh air. So, a hunting he went.

Miranda grabbed a badge and signed the log. The idea of CASTING the hexes and jinxes was appealing, but she was a bit nervous about being on the receiving end! After pinning on the badge, she grasped her wand purposefully and headed out of the room.

Jane signed the sheet and went out looking for something or someone to hex/jinx, be hexed/jinxed by. She thought she would have an advantage over people who think before they act.