 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
It seemed that she didn’t have to worry about the classroom as other students had that under control. In any case, her main concern was Fuller-Thompson. Yet there was no need for her to even do that. Not when the Headmaster was around. Claudine glowered when he entered the classroom then proceeded to tell her off. In addition to being mad about him being here, she also felt her headspace become clogged and she immediately felt stressed. The negative effect this adult had on her was like no other.
Without a word, the girl turned and walked away and helped to help right the classroom, using magic to do so. Through it all, she heard snatches of Trent’s response to the others. It amazed her that a Headmaster could speak to his students in that way. Once Claudine decided she had helped enough, Claudine took a seat at the very back of the classroom. She resisted the urge to snort when Trent ordered them to take notes. Did he really think they didn’t know how to attend lessons properly?
The Slytherin raised her hand after a while. “If there is a kneazle stuck in a tree, we can use that spell on ourselves to reach the kneazle.”
Could Trent just leave now? Or was he making it a thing to bully the other professors as well? |