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Old 06-05-2008, 06:11 PM   #79 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by n1fanharry View Post
He`s not going to be happy "I`ll just leave you the muffins and cookies" said Barry and he left them in frount of the lord and went away.
Lord Borr gave the poor, kind soul a shake of his head. Later, he would be polite and thank the young man but for now: He had a head to boil.

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"He may be a professor Ignatius, but he is also employed by the ministry, and, very clearly, a great man. He is your better, as you are simply a student. You will show every staff person at this school respect. 5 points from Slytherin for your rude behaviour!" Forrester would not tolerate one of his own being rude to any professor.
"TOO RIGHT! I am LORD BERTY BORR and you are a mere ant to be squished!" Lord Borr BOOMED. He was LIVID. "NO disrespect to you, Professor, but a MERE FIVE POINTS," Lord Borr's voice was suddenly much too high, "will NOT DUE!"

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"You aren't the boss of me," Ignatius said, grabbing hold of the end of the cane as it was thrust into his side. "You aren't Headmaster. You are a lowly teacher. No better than the rest of the adults. I thought you were a respectable gentleman when I first set eyes on you. But now, all I see you as, is a bully. Nothing more than an overgrown child, picking on those younger than yourself because you lack the control." He pulled the cane away from the large man, "And the only way to get rid of a bully, is to stand up to them." He brought the cane down on his knee, breaking it in half. "I shall return to my table as Professor Branxton requested." He whipped round, dropping the cane on the floor, and headed back to his table.
Lord Borr turned every shade of red and purple possible before settling like a nice blue. The veins in his forehead pulsed at a rate that began to blur. "You WILL replace that cane. AND YOU WILL START RIGHT NOW." Lord Borr was so angry that snot flew out of his nose with each snarl. "And you will be my slave until I feel you have worked off the worth of that cane! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!"
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