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"OI!" Eiji barked as Trinetta, for literally NO GOOD REASON AT ALL just punched his twiggy arms. Seeing as she was a quidditch person, so to speak, that punch packed a lot more than she likely had anticipated for someone with an aversion to athletics such as he. "You just assaulted me when, technically speaking, you are not right because technically they didn't cause any of the damages since none of them can breathe fire." He was not wrong. NOT WRONG. Trinetta was not right...just kind of half right. He could settle at them both being half right.
And BESIDES, if she recalled in the trial he HAD accused the Beauxbatons students of KNOWING what or who was actually behind this. So, really, he was more right than she was.
He just vaguely heard the conversation between that insanely loud first year and Headmaster Trent about Hogwarts getting their own dragon. Vaguely remember his mum talking about a time where they DID have a baby dragon, Roro was the name, and that had just all gone to hell in a fiery hand basket like it all was today. Literally.
Though it really was not until the Beauxbatons headmistress was trying to back pedal and not look as much like the dauntingly dotty banshee that she truly was that he truly snapped. And snapped like only a salty Slytherin could. "Just wait until my grandfather, the Minister for Magic, hears about this!" Eiji found himself boldly proclaiming as he took an even bolder step forward. A small one, mind you. He didn't want to get too close in case the woman actually turned out to be Veela and went harpy on everyone here. Which, if he stopped to properly consider it all, if she were so she surely would have snapped already.
Because of her roses. Hey...maybe he could come back and collected some thorns in the morning? She would have to remove all the damaged plants anyway and replace them. Patience was paying off.
"...he'll have you under speculation by both Ministries for this and lobby for your resignation."
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