"Because you're jealous," Vindictus retorted arrogantly. "You know that I'm going to be a famous Quidditch player after I graduate and the thought just irriates you!" His portait began posing and swinging a Beater's Bat. "You're gonna be stuck in this stinking school while I travel the world basking in fame and glory!" His eyes glazed over at the thought and then he suddenly shuddered.

"Are the tea biscuits not to your liking?" he suddenly asked and looked directly at Kazimeriz. "Did you happen to speak with Headmaster Bontecou regarding the demise of that unfortunate Hufflepuff student? He was reserved when I broke the news to him but poor Professor Shackleton is taking the news hard. Tonight, I plan on patrolling the corridors after curfew because whoever the perpetrator is might come out of hiding after hours."