Alessia smiled brighter than a summer's day. "Thank you very much, I hope you are better..." though she could tell he wasn't well. "I really only met Miss Avalon today, though I did see her at the staff meeting." She turned to Caroline and said to her. "You are delightful."

... maybe she spoke too soon. "I'm sure Professor Kazimeriz knows what he is doing, dear." She said patting her hand.

Kazimeriz was about to respond to Alessia when Caroline... exploded.

At this, Professor Kazimeriz outright grinned, his lips peeling back and revealing all his white teeth and those livery, aged gums; his hooded dark eyes sparkled with delight and his wrinkled face grew an extra 100 or so lines from the crow's feet around his eyes as they crinkled with mirth. He looked mad in the literal sense of the word, and perhaps sadistic, but it wasn't Crocker's unfortunate digestive issues that he was smiling at. Rather, it was Caroline's sharp tongue. It never failed to amuse him; it was like being scolded by a hummingbird.

"Thank you for your confidence, Alessia. And on the contrary, Madame Avalon; I merely ensured that the boys had access to nourishment and that they remained seated and polite while they dine. If they choose to eat to the point of illness I am hardly culpable for their foolish choice." Kazimeriz's eyes twinkled -- yes, y'all, twinkled-- merrily as he spoke. Caroline's presence had made this a most pleasant dining experience indeed, students notwithstanding. It almost made him feel a little better about his new post. After all, the potions master and the healer would need to work in close congress. This pleased Kazimeriz greatly.

She always had had a sharp tongue, Caroline Kinney had. Apparently 70-odd years changed nothing about that.

Ohman, his stomach wasn't really being nice to him. It was flipping too much, it was making him feel greener by the second. Placing a hand on his mouth, he looked at Kazi-Dad and nodded. He didn't want to disobey him, even if it meant getting sick.

Before he knew it, he was grabbing onto the large bowl, retching, emptying his stomach from all he ate and returning it back into the original bowl.

Still thrashing around in a fury, Jake noticed that Willie seemed... about to blow. He knew that look... puke was disgusting, and Jake needed to go to the baaaaaaaaaaaathrooooooooom.

"ARGH!" he tried to cry, but really was silent. "Get me out of here, please! Oh, jeez, I need the bathroom! Please, dude, get him away from me!" Jake tried to shout, positively flailing. "GET HIM AWAY! LET ME GO!"

It was infuriating, not being able to talk, so Jake slammed his fist down. "Now!"

It was positively... a toddler tantrum.

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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?"

Anastasia laughed lightly, not at all surprised to hear Mr. Lars admit that he wasn't an avid decorator. After all, the man detested shopping and of course shopping and interior design go hand-in-hand.

"That's alright," she said cheerfully. "Perhaps I could aid in the decorating of your office, if you don't mind. Even if it is just a plant or two to liven things up."

Actually, she was starting to get grand ideas of decorating his office, since he apparently knew transfiguration and she had all the fashion sense...why, he could have the second-best looking room in the school. Her office was the first, naturally. But it was just an offer.

Annie took a bit of mashed potatoes from the nearest bowl and scooped them onto her plate as she listened to Lars. Durmstrang, eh? Now that was a fine Wizarding establishment, much better than Beauxbatons by any chance.

"You have children?" she hooked onto that word, trying to keep the surprise out of her tone and expression. He looked too...too young and intelligent to have children. Ugh. And had Bunbunz missed the sight of a wedding ring?

"Well that's nice," Anastasia continued calmly. "Yes, perhaps. Detention and attention are words with so much in common....I suppose that is how Hogwarts students like to go about receiving attention."

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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.

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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.

Anastasia scooped up a forkful of mashed potatoes then, determined to enjoy her meal now that most of the interruptions were gone. She winced just a bit when she heard Kazimeriz addressing her again and looked over toward the man, then down to the babies seated on the dias, and she lost her appetite.

The loss of appetite could be attributed firstly to the fact that Willie Crocker was green from being greedy with the tatoes, and secondly, Krazikazi seemed to have grown about 10,000 more wrinkles in the span of five minutes as he turned that evil smirk on the nurse.

Oddly enough, seeing him speak to her with such contempt warmed Anastasia's heart and so it was with a slight smile that she responded to his question. "I have a few details to iron out yet....but I'm hoping to get the students more involved in the garden this term."

She nodded and her smile widened about the compliment regarding silencing charms. Ahh yes, she could cast a wicked one that also glued the victim's lips together, having practiced on Robbie numerous times, but he always managed to jelly-leg her. Annoying.

"What sort of topics will you be covering this term, Professor?" Anastasia continued, ignoring Upstead's temper tantrum in front of her. Then that Lispy Boy vomited, sending a wave of absolute disgustingness in her direction, but she didn't even flinch. At least the smell wasn't as bad as that of a soiled diaper.

With a slam of one's fist close by... Iliana snapped out of her stupor and looked down curiously at Jake. Not seeing what the little Crocker fellow had just done (EWW!) she asked, "What is it Jake?"

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Kazimeriz was about to respond to Alessia when Caroline... exploded.



At this, Professor Kazimeriz outright grinned, his lips peeling back and revealing all his white teeth and those livery, aged gums; his hooded dark eyes sparkled with delight and his wrinkled face grew an extra 100 or so lines from the crow's feet around his eyes as they crinkled with mirth. He looked mad in the literal sense of the word, and perhaps sadistic, but it wasn't Crocker's unfortunate digestive issues that he was smiling at. Rather, it was Caroline's sharp tongue. It never failed to amuse him; it was like being scolded by a hummingbird.

"Thank you for your confidence, Alessia. And on the contrary, Madame Avalon; I merely ensured that the boys had access to nourishment and that they remained seated and polite while they dine. If they choose to eat to the point of illness I am hardly culpable for their foolish choice." Kazimeriz's eyes twinkled -- yes, y'all, twinkled-- merrily as he spoke. Caroline's presence had made this a most pleasant dining experience indeed, students notwithstanding. It almost made him feel a little better about his new post. After all, the potions master and the healer would need to work in close congress. This pleased Kazimeriz greatly.

She always had had a sharp tongue, Caroline Kinney had. Apparently 70-odd years changed nothing about that.

Caroline glared at the Potions Master. She. DID. NOT. LIKE. HIM. "I'm going to assume you are merely losing your sharpness in your aged state, SIR. For surely you know that puppies and young boys eat until they are ill. So it is YOU who committed the folly by giving them such an opportunity." They are merely the fools who followed you. "And YOU are in a position of authority!"

Okay she didn't know what she meant by that exactly, but cranky old man was starting to freak her out, and when she was freaked out she babbled.

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Ohman, his stomach wasn't really being nice to him. It was flipping too much, it was making him feel greener by the second. Placing a hand on his mouth, he looked at Kazi-Dad and nodded. He didn't want to disobey him, even if it meant getting sick.

Before he knew it, he was grabbing onto the large bowl, retching, emptying his stomach from all he ate and returning it back into the original bowl.

Cari jumped back a step to avoid being hit by any stray vomit. Oh... Told you SO!!!

"Okay, dear," stepping forward as the child continued to retch, rubbing his back as he vommited into the bowl of spinach.. it didn't look that different coming back up. "Toss it all back up. You'll feel better." No one said Healing was glamorous.

She threw a murderous glare at Professor Kazimeriz. "Satisfied?" she demanded venomously.

Hearing his name, Jake turned around again. "I'm stuck here, I'm being treated like a baby and I can't speak and I want my dad!" he tried to cry to her, wiping his eyes on his sleeve, unaware that he was probably looking ridiculous, being all silent and het up. "Please help me... I don't want to sit by the puuuuuke."

"Oh, the typical things... basic potions, laws, theory, practicals... You know. But I believe that a symbiotic relationship between our topics would assist us both and help the students to learn a great deal." Kazimeriz said confidently.

"Immensely." Kazimeriz said, his eyes meeting hers and holding her venomous gaze, his own gaze bemused beyond measure. He knew she would take care of Crocker, and his only concern with regard to that was the smell, which was rich and putrid. He cast a charm to block the odor from his colleagues and himself; after all, they were eating. He then cast a charm to release the boys from their sticking charms. "Crocker, Upstead, you are free to go with Healer Avalon. She is extraordinarily competent and will see to you. Try to behave like gentlemen, for a lady of her caliber deserves your best behavior and genteel company. Miss Avalon." He nodded politely at her and sipped his tea; if he didn't know better, he'd say he was actually having fun.

Seeing Jake flail on the floor like someone totally off their rocker was more than enough for her. Her poor wittle Jakey. Try as she might, she wasn't able to decipher much of what he was trying to say. What she DID catch was the word 'puke'. With that, she stood from her chair and leaned over to see Caroline standing over Willie. And eww! Sooooo gross. Just as she was about to ask Kazimeriz to let Jake sit by her....
There! That was better. He could go off with that nice Healer lady. "She'll take care of you." She whispered reassuringly. Then as an afterthought, she added. "Mind your manners."

Aaaaaand finally, Jake was free. He immediately leapt up and tried to rip the stupid bib off, sneering.

"What about the silencing charm?" he asked the old man, bitterly, the only sound being the natural sound from his lips moving. Then he realised he was having to go with someone he called a Healer.

HEALER?!

"No," he shook his head, backing away from the lady and looking up to Professor Morgan. "Do I haaaave to?" he pouted, still making no noise.

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"Oh, the typical things... basic potions, laws, theory, practicals... You know. But I believe that a symbiotic relationship between our topics would assist us both and help the students to learn a great deal." Kazimeriz said confidently.



"Immensely." Kazimeriz said, his eyes meeting hers and holding her venomous gaze, his own gaze bemused beyond measure. He knew she would take care of Crocker, and his only concern with regard to that was the smell, which was rich and putrid. He cast a charm to block the odor from his colleagues and himself; after all, they were eating. He then cast a charm to release the boys from their sticking charms. "Crocker, Upstead, you are free to go with Healer Avalon. She is extraordinarily competent and will see to you. Try to behave like gentlemen, for a lady of her caliber deserves your best behavior and genteel company. Miss Avalon." He nodded politely at her and sipped his tea; if he didn't know better, he'd say he was actually having fun.

Caroline rolled her eyes. "Oh come now Professor Kazimeriz-" she paused as the young boy, either Crocker or Upstead continued to heave loudly, "Wow, how much of that did you eat? - Surely a little gastronomic distress doesn't bother a great dueler like yourself? In fact, I see no reason for you to need an olfactory blocking charm." So she drew her wand and removed it, only from Professor Kazimeriz. It was his fault after all. He should have to suffer the consequences.

"I don't think it warrants a trip to the hospital wing either, we should just let nature take its course. Of course if after the feast if either of the boys feel ill they may certainly visit me there. In the meantime hmm... The pink haired gentleman will at least need to be able to speak," she removed Bunbury's silencing charm, gleefully, "so that he can tell me if he feels ill at all."

Thus ending any hope of friendship between her and the Herbology Professor. Bad form to mess with other people's punishments. Yep.

With flashbacks of their last trip to the Hospital Wing and her broken leg, Iliana took a deep breath and tried to smile. "Jake calm down. No one is going to hurt you. Least of all, Miss Avalon."

Kazimeriz chuckled, shaking his head. She was a fiery lass. "Oh, Cari. As you wish, my dear." He took another bite of his roast beast. The smell of one boy's Spinach Revisited was hardly enough to kill the old man's apetite. He finished the bite and then smirked at her, his eyes becoming cold and his countenance stern.

"I would warn you not to overextend yourself, Miss Avalon. I am sure that in your inexperience you are unaware, but it is ill advised to make adjustments to the disciplinary measures of the masters of this school. Professor Bunbury, I am certain, is a true lady and will overlook the slight this time. But I caution you... It is not wise to overstep your authority and undercut another professor's position within these walls." He glowered at her. It was one thing to engage in her exuberance and banter. It was a far different thing to try to usurp another Professor's authority, and he would have Professor Bunbury's back if need be.

Okay... he was...

free... aaaaaand...

he could talk.





"Thank you," he nodded to the lady, giving her a small smile, before turning to Kazi and giving him the glare. "This is totally out of order. I am getting my step-sister to help me and we're going to write a letter to my dad, and my step-mum, and they won't be happy with you. You're more of a bully than anyone else has been," he stated, standing as tall as he could.

Then, pleased he hadn't lost toooo much control, which would have been bad, Jake backed away and turned, ready to walk straight back to his own table and confront Dominic about his lying.

What a freaking booger-head that man is! he thought, starting to leave.

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Kazimeriz chuckled, shaking his head. She was a fiery lass. "Oh, Cari. As you wish, my dear." He took another bite of his roast beast. The smell of one boy's Spinach Revisited was hardly enough to kill the old man's apetite. He finished the bite and then smirked at her, his eyes becoming cold and his countenance stern.

"I would warn you not to overextend yourself, Miss Avalon. I am sure that in your inexperience you are unaware, but it is ill advised to make adjustments to the disciplinary measures of the masters of this school. Professor Bunbury, I am certain, is a true lady and will overlook the slight this time. But I caution you... It is not wise to overstep your authority and undercut another professor's position within these walls." He glowered at her. It was one thing to engage in her exuberance and banter. It was a far different thing to try to usurp another Professor's authority, and he would have Professor Bunbury's back if need be.

Cari narrowed her eyes. "Silencing charms are dangerous," she said shortly. "Without the ability to tell someone something is wrong, we're left to merely guess. People are misdiagnosed and mistreated that way. I refuse to do that if its at all avoidable. I'm not going to try and guess at our pink haired friend's condition. Not when there is no good reason for him not to be able to tell me if he feels well enough to go back to his table."

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"Thank you," he nodded to the lady, giving her a small smile, before turning to Kazi and giving him the glare. "This is totally out of order. I am getting my step-sister to help me and we're going to write a letter to my dad, and my step-mum, and they won't be happy with you. You're more of a bully than anyone else has been," he stated, standing as tall as he could.

Then, pleased he hadn't lost toooo much control, which would have been bad, Jake backed away and turned, ready to walk straight back to his own table and confront Dominic about his lying.

What a freaking booger-head that man is! he thought, starting to leave.

"You will do no such thing!" Cari rounded on the boy grabbing him by the collar."You'll stay right here, and you'll tell me your name, and for the sake of my sanity, you're going to tell me if you feel sick at all. And for Morgana's sake, I didn't take that charm off of you so you could shoot your mouth off to your Professors."

However in the wrong they were.

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"Oh, the typical things... basic potions, laws, theory, practicals... You know. But I believe that a symbiotic relationship between our topics would assist us both and help the students to learn a great deal." Kazimeriz said confidently.

Anastasia nodded, sure sure she understood. Potions had been one of her better subjects, actually. "I agree....perhaps we ca---"

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Caroline rolled her eyes. "Oh come now Professor Kazimeriz-" she paused as the young boy, either Crocker or Upstead continued to heave loudly, "Wow, how much of that did you eat? - Surely a little gastronomic distress doesn't bother a great dueler like yourself? In fact, I see no reason for you to need an olfactory blocking charm." So she drew her wand and removed it, only from Professor Kazimeriz. It was his fault after all. He should have to suffer the consequences.

"I don't think it warrants a trip to the hospital wing either, we should just let nature take its course. Of course if after the feast if either of the boys feel ill they may certainly visit me there. In the meantime hmm... The pink haired gentleman will at least need to be able to speak," she removed Bunbury's silencing charm, gleefully, "so that he can tell me if he feels ill at all."

Thus ending any hope of friendship between her and the Herbology Professor. Bad form to mess with other people's punishments. Yep.

The redhead paused in the middle of her sentence, her mouth still slightly open as she stared down That Stupid, Saucy, Good-For-Nothing Intern, who had just removed her silencing charm. Her pride and joy and excellent handiwork and it was just.....gone.

Oh no she didn......

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Kazimeriz chuckled, shaking his head. She was a fiery lass. "Oh, Cari. As you wish, my dear." He took another bite of his roast beast. The smell of one boy's Spinach Revisited was hardly enough to kill the old man's apetite. He finished the bite and then smirked at her, his eyes becoming cold and his countenance stern.

"I would warn you not to overextend yourself, Miss Avalon. I am sure that in your inexperience you are unaware, but it is ill advised to make adjustments to the disciplinary measures of the masters of this school. Professor Bunbury, I am certain, is a true lady and will overlook the slight this time. But I caution you... It is not wise to overstep your authority and undercut another professor's position within these walls." He glowered at her. It was one thing to engage in her exuberance and banter. It was a far different thing to try to usurp another Professor's authority, and he would have Professor Bunbury's back if need be.

"I would agree with Professor Kazimeriz, absolutely, and I'll thank you to allow us to discipline students in the future....especially since you seem incapable of strict measures." Anastasia growled through clenched teeth.

Silencing charms are dangerous MY BUM! She crossed her arms and pursed her lips, trying to maintain that ladylike...er....ness that the old man had suggested she had. It was a difficult thing, too.

I will most definitely be paying her broom cupboard a visit, most likely with a bit of devil's snare in hand!

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Okay... he was...

free... aaaaaand...

he could talk.





"Thank you," he nodded to the lady, giving her a small smile, before turning to Kazi and giving him the glare. "This is totally out of order. I am getting my step-sister to help me and we're going to write a letter to my dad, and my step-mum, and they won't be happy with you. You're more of a bully than anyone else has been," he stated, standing as tall as he could.

Then, pleased he hadn't lost toooo much control, which would have been bad, Jake backed away and turned, ready to walk straight back to his own table and confront Dominic about his lying.

What a freaking booger-head that man is! he thought, starting to leave.

Annie was tempted to whip her wand at Jake and entangle his legs in a nice, thick set of ropes for such a comment, but her arms were still crossed and she wasn't budging.

"Five points from Hufflepuff for showing cheek to your elders, Upstead." Bunbunz had snapped, yep, and for some reason she had fallen to the Dark Side with Valon Kazimeriz.

Taken by surprised, Jake gasped as this person grabbed him and tried to scramble away, back from her. "Get-" he managed to whisper-squeak, before his voice failed him out of fear, though Jake thought it was an after effect of the charm. LAW SUIT!

"Let me-" he mumbled, pulling back and shooting a frightened look towards Professor Morgan, who knew about his... difficulties. "J-J-Jake..." he stuttered, bringing up his hand to bit his nails, looking nervous. "U-U-Upstead... I go now," he added, knowing he was being all illiterate. Hopefully she would know that this meant he felt okay, given the situation.

Wait, what?!

"Five points?!" Jake cried, finding his voice again. "But thats- I... I was just saying!"

Injustice!

Kazimeriz took another bite of his roast beast, then gave an almost indiscernable nod of appreciation to Bunbury. That's right. Great minds think alike, after all. He sipped his tea and looked back to Caroline, a self-satisfied expression in his eyes. That should teach her to question their authority in front of students.

"Keep going and it's detention for you, Upstead. It would be a pity to miss quidditch this term because you are busy sorting beetle eyes and cleaning dung off flobberworms during every game.... wouldn't it?" Kazimeriz coldly met the boy's eyes, clearly unwilling to tolerate any more cheek or misbehavior. He had had enough of the Upstead boy for now, by Merlin.

"But I was only-!" Jake started, but stalled when Kazi mentioned the loss of quidditch due to detention.

That. Would. Be. Bad.

Kaika. Would. Kill. Him.

Catching sight of Professor Morgan, Jake sighed in resignation and looked down, still trying to get away. "Yes, sir. Very well, sir. May I leave now, sir?" he asked, being sure to use emphasis for politeness.

But I'm still writing to my dad, you big, taaaaall, scary... old... scary man.

"That is better. You will do what Professors Bunbury, Morgan and Miss Avalon demand of you; I leave you to their charge." Kazimeriz said casually, drinking his tea. After all, Bunbury had silenced him, Morgan had an interest in the boy, and Caroline was... Caroline.

He wondered where Reynard was. Likely lost again, poor chap. He needed a course in navigational charms. Perhaps Ashby could be persuaded to assist him.

Speaking up before Jake could utter another word, Iliana turned to Kazimeriz (and with as much authority in her voice as she could muster) said, "I will take him back to his rightful table now, professor." Before she could stop herself though, she added, "If that's okay with you, sir."

"I leave them in your delicate hands, ladies. I respect your decisions in their fates." Kazimeriz smiled pleasantly, drinking his tea. He would deal with Upstead and Crocker privately later, of course. For now, let the ladies handle the babies. His point had already been clearly communicated to the boys.

Okay, Self-Important professors... could wait.

The stuttering, stammering, pink haired boy seemed to be okay, except that he was hovering between a panic attack and a temper tantrum. She let him go.

"If you feel sick, you come to see me or the other nurse." If you can find her. Merlin knows Cari still hadn't been able to. "In the mean time, quit being insubordinate, it's bad for your digestion, among other things."

Professor Morgan WAS. A. DOLL! "Yes Jake, go back to your table with Professor Morgan. And try to stay out of trouble."

That dealt with she turned back to her colleagues... so to speak. "I'm sorry if I don't think the answer to every unruly child is to hex them. It tends to create more work for me, and it's not that I mind being busy, but attacking students tends to be against a few oaths that I took when I took up this profession," Caroline said pointedly.

Now hexing her younger brother, that was a different matter entirely. And she hadn't done that since she was certified... 3 weeks ago.

"We will discuss your philosophies and methods at a later time, Miss Avalon. Though I am sure they are fascinating, it is an inopportune time for you to be preaching about your... days? ...of experience and the wisdom it has brought you. My door is always open to you so that we may discuss whatever is on your mind in depth. But not in front of the students, if you please, for the sake of your professionalism." He smiled a flat, gila-monster smile at her, his eyes stern and unwavering.