Curt continued to polish the shaft of the broom, and his hands were quickly becoming numb. He did this every day at his house, being as Quidditch and flying obsessed as he was. Curt laughed as the girl ran in and out and had to resist further laughter as he watched Vindictus just standing there, absolutely fuming.

Curt smiled to himself and finished off the tip top of the broom and set it aside from the rest of the clean ones. "The girls better well enjoy the clean brooms." Curt said to no one in particular, turning around while grabbing another broom. Unfortunately, it looked like rats had gotten ahold of this one. The very middle was knawed all the way through, and looked just about one tiny tug away from breaking in two. "Safe to say this one's kicked the bucket Professor." Curt said, offering the broom to Vindictus to have him check it out.