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Droo 
"Professor Vindictus?... Professor Vindictus?! Maximus! There's a student for you." She said, sending a small silent fire spark to hit his newspaper.
"Not listening!" Max automatically replied.
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Originally Posted by
Cassirin
He poked Max with his elbow. "Did you hear I'm hiring all centaurs next term? Less drama."
"Really? Cool!" grinned Max as he glanced over at Tate. But when his eyes returned to his newspaper, the spell Lefay had sent his way had struck the paper.
A small hole was beginning to burn at the center of it.
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Green Ninja "Professor..." his eyes widening once again as a spark hit the paper. "Professor!" The pie now wobbling hapazardly on his hand, as he stared at the little spark that seemed to be growing.
"WHAT!" exclaimed Vindictus rather loudly as his paper erupted into flame and he dropped it onto the empty plate resting on the table before him. That's when he saw it was JD and he was holding a pie.
"Dump it on the fire. NOW!" Quote:
Originally Posted by
Cassirin No response from Max, but then again... he was on fire. Hated it when that happened. Tate openly listened in on the melodramatics going on up and down the table until he decided he couldn't take it anymore without losing his dinner. Centaurs would be an improvement to morale, that much was for sure.
Tate heaved to his seat and held up his hands for silence. "Students... as our term once again draws to a close, I would like to congratulate you on yet another term in which no one died. I think we must have some sort of record, don't you? That being said, we must again throw our congratulations to the Triwizard Champion, Mr. Duncan Fletcher, who represented our school with dignity, honor, and courage. A hearty congratulations to him, and to all those privileged to represent their schools this term. Thank you to the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang visitors. We look forward to future tournaments at your schools."
Tate waited for clapping for the champions to subside before continuing. "I believe we must once again congratulate our Slytherin friends for winning the house cup. Their hard work this term, as well as continued drive for excellence, has earned them a significant lead. Great work to you, Slytherin students."
"And now, I must wish you all good night and good term. You will be heading home soon... very soon... and you have a few short months to enjoy the summer weather and being home. To our seventh years, we wish a fond farewell and good luck for the future. And to everyone else, I hope you'll stay safe, and we will see you in the fall."
He was too busy to hear what Tate said considering he was busy with the fire set by the Mistress of Fire, Hecate "Roast 'Em" Lefay.
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