"I'm sure I'll see you around shortly, sir," Anna replied, holding up the packet of Quidditch information he'd given her. "I'll make sure Paris gets this, too." She turned to Professor Dumont and Mr. Masterson, the two she'd been talking with earlier. "Professor Dumont, Mr. Masterson, it was nice talking with you, as well. Have a nice feast," she said. With a final nod, she turned from the professors and headed over to Daniel, who'd been talking with Professor Dumont. "Let's go, Daniel. We're being asked to head back to out tables, so that the speech and remainder of the feast can continue. We better go get a bite to eat, too, before our housemates wipe it all out!" Motioning for him to come along, Anna turned and headed back to the Gryffindor house table.

Melanie could feel herself shrinking like a wet shirt in the dryer as Bunbury spoke so sharply, she continued to stand her ground however, firmly convinced what she was doing was the right thing. If it meant standing up to Jake it had to be right?

"I don't know." she muttered under her breath. Since it's a free country. Respecting my elders?! That hardly counts at the moment! Pffffttt she was respecting him in her opinion, merely inquiring why in the world he'd given one of her best friends a bib to match his hair and stuck him to the Dias when she couldn't see Jake doing anything to actually deserve that.

"Of course, professor." she replied honestly as she asked off the old 'respect your elders' saying, glancing down to avoid her professor's piercing gaze, that evil look. Shiver.

She chose not to reply to her professor's last comment, keeping her feet firmly planted on the ground as if stuck by a charm, convince she wasn't going anywhere. Not for now anyway....

For heaven's sake! Couldn't the professor's show some pity, some mercy?! Wasn't there a bone of compassion in their bodys?! He was crying and begging and Melanie almost started to cry herself, but thankfully she didn't. She couldn't with all these people here... and she couldn't help him either. Not with the two most evil professor's of the century standing before them. "I can't..." she answered, helplessly, holding her hands up.

"You're humiliating him..." she grumbled under her breath to either of the teachers who would listen. She may as well be talking to a wall....

Melanie hadn't seen Haley standing there until she began to bawl. And in front of the entire Great Hall too... Melanie watched still feeling completely and totally small, not sure what to do. she wanted to escort her to her table again, to stop her from getting herself into trouble, but since she was stubborn and had decided not to leave the staff table herself she didn't.

The Hufflepuff just continued to stand there in horror as she watched everything play out in front of her eyes, looking around for a nicer professer to help. Obviously, not all of them were Bunbury's and Kazimeriz's.

The woman was EVIL, as in E-V-I-L. They were crying and she didn't care at all! Not one bit. And she was even shouting as they cried, making the two leak tears even more...Melanie bit down hard on her lip to prevent herself from yelling back, though the words weren't even intended for her.

Ugh. She hated the feeling of not being able to do anything, helplessness, and that exactly what she was feeling at the moment. It was just so unjust! She could still feel the anger in her stomach, feeling rather nauseous. Like she was going to throw up...

If what he said was true, that he didn't do anything....that was simply infuriating. Why was he even here then? "See, Professer? He says he didn't do anything...nothing at all..." she trailed off, eagerly, trying to get the professors to see her point, though she doubted it would happen. "Please..." she pleaded, looking up at the professors.

And couldn't he show an ency wency bit of pride? He was still whining and crying, Bunbury was actually....right, though she'd never have believed that she would have thought that in a million years.

Melanie sighed as she watched Hayley leave. Well, it was for her own good anyway. If Melanie had bit more common sense and maybe had played the instances out in her mind she may have left too. But she wouldn't. Not until they released Jake. NUh-uh. She was a,loyal friend and there was no way she was going to leave him now...

THAT- that EVIL CRUEL WOMAN!!! ARRRRGHHH AND TO THINK SHE USED TO BE A HUFFLEPUFF....she thought angrily, her fists clenching even tighter, threatening to break skin on her palms. They were going to stick him there and not even let him speak? It was too cruel for words...

"Professer Bunbury..." she trailed off, unsure of what to say, then just simply hung her head, finally letting go of her lip, because she was lost for words. A very rare instance in her case. Melanie ran a hand through her dark hair, a habit she had when she got nervous.

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"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Jake screamed out, or he would have, had he not been SILENCED! "Let me GO!" he only managed to mouth, and it was a good job he was silenced, because Jake's voice could go high.

But... it looked as though he was well and truly stuck, and so Jake thrashed around a little more... before giving up, and giving the table a little kick, pouting down at it.

This was mega unfair, and he felt uncomfortable. He tugged at the stupid bib he wore, and at the same time, his hand reached for his wand...

Anastasia quietly smirked to herself as she watched Jake wriggle around...in his little bib...absolutely hopelessly. All he needed now was a pacifier and a diaper and he would be set. Honestly, Hufflepuffs these days. She was almost ashamed of her old House --- at least there were decent children like Lyra Noir and such still.

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Way too many students were crowding the Staff Table and Vindictus turned to Anna. "Stop by my office after the term starts if you want to chat," he said and sighed. Turning around, he folded his arms and frowned at the students who were bugging the Staff members who were trying to relax before the Headmaster could give his speech. The Flying Instructor was calm as he addressed the student group. "Okay, children. Back to your tables and give the Staff room to breathe. I'm sure that all of us professors will have time to chat with you after the Opening Feast is over."

"Thank you, Maximus," Anastasia murmured toward the flying instructor. He said exactly what she was thinking in much kinder terms...there now, hopefully they wouldn't be such a problem.

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SPOILER!!: EPIC POST xD

Melanie could feel herself shrinking like a wet shirt in the dryer as Bunbury spoke so sharply, she continued to stand her ground however, firmly convinced what she was doing was the right thing. If it meant standing up to Jake it had to be right?

"I don't know." she muttered under her breath. Since it's a free country. Respecting my elders?! That hardly counts at the moment! Pffffttt she was respecting him in her opinion, merely inquiring why in the world he'd given one of her best friends a bib to match his hair and stuck him to the Dias when she couldn't see Jake doing anything to actually deserve that.

"Of course, professor." she replied honestly as she asked off the old 'respect your elders' saying, glancing down to avoid her professor's piercing gaze, that evil look. Shiver.

She chose not to reply to her professor's last comment, keeping her feet firmly planted on the ground as if stuck by a charm, convince she wasn't going anywhere. Not for now anyway....

For heaven's sake! Couldn't the professor's show some pity, some mercy?! Wasn't there a bone of compassion in their bodys?! He was crying and begging and Melanie almost started to cry herself, but thankfully she didn't. She couldn't with all these people here... and she couldn't help him either. Not with the two most evil professor's of the century standing before them. "I can't..." she answered, helplessly, holding her hands up.

"You're humiliating him..." she grumbled under her breath to either of the teachers who would listen. She may as well be talking to a wall....

Melanie hadn't seen Haley standing there until she began to bawl. And in front of the entire Great Hall too... Melanie watched still feeling completely and totally small, not sure what to do. she wanted to escort her to her table again, to stop her from getting herself into trouble, but since she was stubborn and had decided not to leave the staff table herself she didn't.

The Hufflepuff just continued to stand there in horror as she watched everything play out in front of her eyes, looking around for a nicer professer to help. Obviously, not all of them were Bunbury's and Kazimeriz's.

The woman was EVIL, as in E-V-I-L. They were crying and she didn't care at all! Not one bit. And she was even shouting as they cried, making the two leak tears even more...Melanie bit down hard on her lip to prevent herself from yelling back, though the words weren't even intended for her.

Ugh. She hated the feeling of not being able to do anything, helplessness, and that exactly what she was feeling at the moment. It was just so unjust! She could still feel the anger in her stomach, feeling rather nauseous. Like she was going to throw up...

If what he said was true, that he didn't do anything....that was simply infuriating. Why was he even here then? "See, Professer? He says he didn't do anything...nothing at all..." she trailed off, eagerly, trying to get the professors to see her point, though she doubted it would happen. "Please..." she pleaded, looking up at the professors.

And couldn't he show an ency wency bit of pride? He was still whining and crying, Bunbury was actually....right, though she'd never have believed that she would have thought that in a million years.

Melanie sighed as she watched Hayley leave. Well, it was for her own good anyway. If Melanie had bit more common sense and maybe had played the instances out in her mind she may have left too. But she wouldn't. Not until they released Jake. NUh-uh. She was a,loyal friend and there was no way she was going to leave him now...

THAT- that EVIL CRUEL WOMAN!!! ARRRRGHHH AND TO THINK SHE USED TO BE A HUFFLEPUFF....she thought angrily, her fists clenching even tighter, threatening to break skin on her palms. They were going to stick him there and not even let him speak? It was too cruel for words...

"Professer Bunbury..." she trailed off, unsure of what to say, then just simply hung her head, finally letting go of her lip, because she was lost for words. A very rare instance in her case. Melanie ran a hand through her dark hair, a habit she had when she got nervous.

"Lockhart......." Bunbunz piped up in a warning tone, leaning over the table toward the girl. "Did you not just hear Professor Vindictus? Return to your table now unless you wish to join Mr. Upstead in his new permanent location."

That wasn't a threat. It was a promise. So help her Merlin she would clear the students away or make them stay and be embarrassed.

Okay... after the day he'd had, Jake was beginning to seriously tire out. He had his wand ready to try and unstick himself, but couldn't remember the spell or anything, as his weary mind just refused to work. And plus, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't cast non-verbals.

So, turning away from the mean faces of the staff, and feeling obviously annoyed that he couldn't obey the order from Vindictus, Jake closed his eyes and rested his head on the little table in front of him.

But then... Bunbury said something, which seeped through the haze of tiredness... and Jake fell asleep, dwelling on that.

Permanent location?!

Kazimeriz nodded once to Bunbury, smiling in gentle approval and appreciation of her tactics. I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Kazimeriz nodded to Vindictus appreciatively. Regardless of his behavior the previous term, the fact remained that he was a man who commanded authority, and Kazimeriz found himself, to his surprise, feeling new respect for the man that Little Maximus Vindictus grew up to be.

Kazimeriz nodded. "You all heard Professor Vindictus and Professor Bunbury, masters of your school. With the exception of Upstead and Crocker, you will all do as Professor Vindictus has commanded, or you will suffer the consequences." Kazimeriz remembered all too well the last time students hesitated in heeding the orders of Vindictus at a feast...

Suddenly, Kazimeriz began to feel hungry. Hungry for house points, that is. He eyed the students around the dias, daring a single student to ignore Professors Vindictus and Bunbury.

"I hope that you're wize enough to heed Professor Kazimeriz's warning," Vindictus said solemnly. "Or else House Points shall fall like rain drops on a stormy day."

The way the boy was talking to...the..professor..Jeez. Flirting. A clear case of flirting. Alice's eyes widened, watching the boy's daring effort of just coming to the staff table to do this inappropriate thing. Oh..her Parents taugh her like teachers should be respected like our own parents. But..this guy...

Crap! She cringed her nose, felt uneasy...

Above all he said what?! Alice startled. WAs he telling her to away from him or from the staff table? whatever it is, it's rude. What rights he had?! Shy Alice started to have tears in her eyes, but the confident smart Alice glared at him. "Oh! What you said? Do you want me to go away?" she asked, "dont be rude," she put her hand on his chest and pushed him with mild force.
Alice turned to the Professor, her lips twitching from all the emotions created by the Torin..Corin..or whatever his name was.

"I'm looking forward that Professor. But..but..." she paused, bit her lower lip, controling herself, "I dont think it's possible as long as this kind of guys exist here," she pointed out him. Still couldnt believe her ears.

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Kazimeriz nodded. "You all heard Professor Vindictus and Professor Bunbury, masters of your school. With the exception of Upstead and Crocker, you will all do as Professor Vindictus has commanded, or you will suffer the consequences." Kazimeriz remembered all too well the last time students hesitated in heeding the orders of Vindictus at a feast...

Suddenly, Kazimeriz began to feel hungry. Hungry for house points, that is. He eyed the students around the dias, daring a single student to ignore Professors Vindictus and Bunbury.

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"I hope that you're wize enough to heed Professor Kazimeriz's warning," Vindictus said solemnly. "Or else House Points shall fall like rain drops on a stormy day."

Finally, some back up! Anastasia sighed happily to herself as two other, possibly stricter coworkers chewed out the kids too. She settled back into her seat and crossed on leg over the other, starting to twirl a bit of red hair as she waited for the speech......and the Headmaster was still missing, sadly.

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The way the boy was talking to...the..professor..Jeez. Flirting. A clear case of flirting. Alice's eyes widened, watching the boy's daring effort of just coming to the staff table to do this inappropriate thing. Oh..her Parents taugh her like teachers should be respected like our own parents. But..this guy...

Crap! She cringed her nose, felt uneasy...

Above all he said what?! Alice startled. WAs he telling her to away from him or from the staff table? whatever it is, it's rude. What rights he had?! Shy Alice started to have tears in her eyes, but the confident smart Alice glared at him. "Oh! What you said? Do you want me to go away?" she asked, "dont be rude," she put her hand on his chest and pushed him with mild force.

Alice turned to the Professor, her lips twitching from all the emotions created by the Torin..Corin..or whatever his name was.

"I'm looking forward that Professor. But..but..." she paused, bit her lower lip, controling herself, "I dont think it's possible as long as this kind of guys exist here," she pointed out him. Still couldnt believe her ears.

"Excuse me, Alice darrrrrrling," Bunbury trilled from her nice n comfy seat. Her blue eyes flickered to Caroline Avalon briefly before focusing on the Hufflepuff again. "But you must need your hearing checked, dear. Your professors have clearly asked you, numerous times, to return to your seat...and yet you are still standing here."

She puased and stared down the girl, slowly shaking her head from left to right. "That will be five points from Hufflepuff, and I will thank you to leave our table now. Do be a dear and take Mr. Torin Kane with you." She waved her hand like, scoot scoot, ta ta, don't come back and waited for the child to leave.

Lars put down the pheasant platter and took a bite of his own pheasant. Had The woman taken a bite of something without him noticing? Probably. That was the only way to explain her sudden reversion to gibberish. Surely she hadn't actually said puffapod and flutterby. That did not help Lars to understand what she had said, but it made more logical sense than to think that The woman would randomly speak in gibberish.

"Decor is not one of my strong points, I'm afraid," Lars admitted. He preferred to stay with one shade of one color when decorating, because then matching was guaranteed.

Clearing his throat, Lars eyed the students for a moment before returning his attention to the Herbology professor. Hopefully the students would heed their warning. "I taught at Durmstrang previously, and students there stayed a respectful distance from their professors," he said. "Though I do admit that I tried to avoid the feasts there." After chewing and swallowing another bite of pheasant, Lars added, "I have children, though, and from what I've observed, all children love attention. Perhaps this is their way of seeking attention?"

"Ah, excellent," Antonio exclaimed, not at all surprised at Anna's answer. She seemed like someone who would have things prepared well ahead of time. Smart.

At that point, more melee was breaking out at the staff table yet again, at the other end of the dais towards where Professor Kazimeriz was sitting. Antonio rolled his eyes, this really was going to be a crazy term.

"I would be happy to help with that. Why don't you come visit me in my office once the term officially starts, and I'd be happy to try and help you sort some of this out," Antonio said. Now was definitely not the time or place for a long answer, and he felt this matter deserved a little more time and attention.

"Thank you Less, you never know I may change my mind...one day." Marcus gave her a wink and leaned back in the chair.

Marcus raised an eyebrow at the old man. What was his problem? Less, was a grown woman and could do as she pleased and besides they were simply talking. He shrugged it off and picked up his glass of water and took a sip.

Oh for the love of Merlin, he had done it again! Maybe he should just stop talking to her altogether, he seemed to be making her extremely uncomfortable.

"Yeah I understand that you would be busy. It's okay if you can't come, I just thought you might find it interesting that's all." Oh shut up Marcus, you're starting to sound like a whiny teenager.

He looked around the table for someone else to talk to, he wished Annie would have gone and sat somewhere else. It was all her fault he was acting like an absolute idiot.

He didn't notice that Jake was now incapable of speech, so Willie flailed his arms excitedly once more. Oh how fun this was! Wearing a bib and being snapped at, ooo it was like he already had a father! A father such as Kazimeriz was so cool, Willie decided with a grin while green eyes watched the man with pride as he spoke to students. He didn't speak to them the way he spoke to him. [i]Nooooooo[i]. Willie was special, he was.

He was his adopted son!

"Preeefeeethhhheeer," he called with a happy tone. "Preefetherrrr, can I thtill eat? I'm 'ungry I am! I am really!"

A sudden loud... almost shout... shook Jake from the realms of sleep, which were ridden with images of pink bibs and feeling about two and a half feet shorter. He drowsily moved his head around, wiping the sleep from his eyes, and clapped eyes on Willie, giving him a death glare. What was he playing at?

"Shut up!" Jake tried to yell, but he had temporarily forgotten about his speech privelages being revoked. After a second's panic, Jake sighed and leaned back on the table, scowling and Willie and then up at Kazi.

But not Bunbunz.

Daniel nodded and followed the direction Anna had given him. He looked towards Professor Dumont and smiled. He then turned towards the Gryffindor house table and sat on the spot he was in before.

Kazimeriz sighed inwardly. It would've been less work to have Crocker just continue to be a pain at the Slytherin table, but nooooo... he brought him up to the staff table. So much for a peaceful meal. Well, he made his bed, so it was his to lie in...

He contemplated silencing the boy, but feeding him would produce the same effect. Besides, he was a decent man; he wouldn't deny baaabies proper nutrition! "Yes, Crocker. You may eat. You may both eat." Kazimeriz cast a summoning charm on one of the big bowls of mashed potatoes, bringing it over to the boys. After a moment's reflection, he also summoned two spoons and a biiiig bowl of creamed spinach. It looked like feeding time at the nursery.

"Now, be sure to share nicely and do not make a mess." They were big bowls; the boys could surely share.

Well, wasn't that what Jake reeeeeeally wanted? To eat that... rubbish. Scowling and sending his worst glare towards Kazi, feeling no fear for some bizarre reason. He mouthed the start of a sentence, which failed, then tryed to shout, and failed. He waved his arms and knocked one of the bowls.

Pfft, food. The bowl stayed upright but Jake eyed it with pure loathing. Pushing it away towards Willie, Jake crossed his arms against his chest and pouted slightly, looking pointedly away. His tell-tale stomach chose that moment to growl.

Willie grinned, showing off the gaps in his teeth. This was so exciting, he thought happily as he wiggled a bit, waiting for the food to come over. Green eyes wide, he watched as Kazimeriz, also known as 'New Dad' to him, summoned a large bowl with mashed potatoes. How did he know he loved mashed potatoes?! Oh what a great dad he was.

Taking the spoon, he licked his lips and shoved it right into the mashed potatoes as another big bowl came over. Oh God, it was creamed spinach. He didn't really hate it, but he preferred to eat other vegetables. "Thaaankkk yeee," he said happily before he shoved the spoon into his mouth, eating the mashed potatoes.

He then looked at Jake with a confused look. Why didn't he want to eat with him? The food was great! He should enjoy it, especially since it came from 'Dad'. With a small shrug, the boy kept on shoving the spoon into the mashed potatoes, enjoying its deliciousness.

Tsk, tsk. No pudding for you, Mr. Upstead. Professor Kazimeriz smirked a little as he watched Upstead refuse the food. Because that would teach Kazimeriz a lesson, yes indeedy. Upstead would just feel all hungry and that'd certainly make mean old Professor Kazimeriz pay.

Right. Kazimeriz sipped his tea, enjoying the momentary relative peace and quiet as he nibbled politely on his own meal. Which was, admittedly, quiet delicious. Roast beast was a favourite of his. Even the smell was tantalizing.

Professor Kazimeriz watched Willie Crocker eat with gusto. He would almost be amused if not for the deplorable lack of table manners the boy had. For a twelve year old, he acted more like he was still in short pants. Parents these days just didn't take the time to teach etiquette, it seemed. Pity.

Kazimeriz continued to dine, turning back to his new best friend Bunbury. "Have you finished your lesson plans yet? I am curious as to which topics you are focusing their studies on this term." Polite conversation with a lady was one of Kazimeriz's simple joys in life. Speaking of ladies, he eyed Alessia, smiling slightly at her to show his approval -- she seemed to be staying away from The Enemies for the moment -- and then turned his attention to Caroline. He raised his teacup to her in a tiny mock toast, smirking. He knew her secret, and he wanted her to know he knew.

Alessia's eyes lifted to see her godfather talking to the rabid bunny. She hadn't gotten so much as a hello yet from him... merely an angered reaction to her talking to the new DADA professor. "Pass the rolls please?" she told the nurse who was sitting beside her. Anytime Less was sad, she dove into the carbs. "And the butter? Thank you."

Though his power of speech had gone, Jake was still perfectly capable of hearing Willie dig into the food. He turned around and watch the boy, screwing up his face in disgust, gagging a little. As he eyed the green stuff again, Jake had to fight the urge to wretch. EWWWW!!!!!

Pfft, so what if he couldn't talk, that would mean that Jake was now available to rant to his heart's content.

"Okay, for a start, that is absolutely revolting, Willie," he stressed, leaning back so there was no danger of him touching the food. "Second, this is a ridiculous punishment! I have done nothing WRONG! You, man, let me GO!" he tried to shout at Professor Kazimeriz, and failing. "I will write to my dad, and he... he... he'll be mad!"

Feeling himself heat up in anger, Jake shook his head and looked around for someone to help him. "Dude, come on... I NEED THE BATHROOM!" he added, approaching... annoyance.

Silent tirade = done.

Willie ate so much, that his little stomach couldn't take anymore. He knew he shouldn't have eaten so much pudding earlier at the Slytherin table with all the mashed potatoes he'd just shoved into his small little stomach. He dropped the spoon and looked at Jake who was fidgeting so much. The small green eyed child swallowed a lump in his throat, feeling his stomach wanting to bring back all he ate on the bowl.

He twitced. Twice.

"Prefetherrr," he breathed, placing a hand onto his tummy. Wow was his stomach giving flips or what. If there were acrobatic shows for stomachs, his would've won the prize.

Okay, it wasn't exactly news that Caroline was never going to be a social butterfly, but it would be nice if she didn't totally fail. Her fingers itched to play with her hair. Itchy Itchy Itchy.

"I would find it interesting." She left it at that, afraid she might say something else completely stupid. Her Great-Grandmother always used to say, 'It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt.' She got it from some writer, but Cari never remembered who.

Less did not look happy. And Cari chose to blame Kazimeriz for it, as he seemed to be on a rampage at the moment. Snapping at the nice Runes Professor, and "What is Professor Kazimeriz doing?" Cari asked gesturing to the two boys... in pink... was that creamed spinach?

Taking pity on Less Cari reached further out of her way and removed the Cheddar Biscuits from near Professor Bunbury and passed them to her neighbour. "These are better," she said, passing the butter along right after. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, thank you..." She smiled at the woman taking the buscuits away from the rabid bunny, and broke one off. "Professor Kazimeriz has very effictive methods of disciplining students..." she said and bug onto the biscuit with ladylike animal hunger.

Professor Kazimeriz saw Jake twitch and jerk in a spastic way... throwing a silent temper tantrum, apparently. "My, Professor Bunbury, but you do cast an effective silencing charm." he smiled at her, rather enjoying Upstead's ridiculous but silent display. He always had enjoyed the art of pantomime.

"Yes, Mr. Crocker? Make it good, for I don't want to hear another word from you after this until the headmaster's speech is made." Kazimeriz said, wishing already he'd cast a silencing charm on this one too. Perhaps he would in a moment.

Kazimeriz noticed Alessia speaking to Caroline and smiled. His attitude thawed not because he had heard the compliment- though he had - but rather because he was pleased that she was keeping better company than Lawson and Truebridge would be. "Good day, Alessia... It is a pleasure to see you looking so bright and cheerful." he said, his creepy smile resurfacing but directed at Alessia and Caroline. "Do you know Miss Avalon well?" He eyed Caroline and smirked. He knew her, oh yes indeedy.

Oh no! That boy is not supposed to be THAT colour. Uh uhn...

"I see," Cari said, "and do Professor Kazimeriz's method's normally include inducing vomitting? Because the dark haired one is about to." She stood up from her seat and rushed over to the child.

"Professor Kazimeriz!" she snapped, en route. "Do you MIND, telling me why you are attempting to turn the Opening Feast into a carnival side-show eating contest? The boy is going to be sick!" She wondered, fleetingly if he poisoned him. But then she saw the creamed spinach. No that would be enough on its own