*throws a glass against the wall*

[bent_on_revenge]

What the hell is this?

I'm not as stupid as you all seem to perceive me as. Someone is trying to put me away. Someone is trying to get something on me. Pressing charges? *laughs sharply*

Whose brilliant idea was this?

I tip my hat to you. I am simply blown away by your outstanding talent of being so subtle. I do admire you. How do you do it

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[slytherinsilver]

Mr. Zane, I don't believe we've met yet. I've heard so much about you from your peers. Your abilities within AI science are quite extraordinary, I must say. Clearly you are a leader within your particular field.

*waves wand, incants, watches without any emotion as the spell takes hold, transfiguring you from a man into a teapot.*

*coldly*

I believe, Mr. Zane, you need time to understand the words 'reflection,' 'compassion,' and 'kindness.' Your stint in this current, harmless form will no doubt provide you with ample time for such self-examination.

Have a nice day.

*walks away*

Oh, and if you think another wizard can undo that little spell? Think again. Enjoy your time as a teapot.

[bitter_fruit]

Millicent sneaks in and grabs the teapot.

Reflection, compassion, and kindness are highly overrated. Besides. I want tea.

She smiles at the teapot, finding nothing unusual in the expression.

You'll like the stove.

[slytherinsilver]

Tea, you say? What a splendid idea. Won't it be nice to be all toasty warm, Mr. Zane? Prior to the scalding, burning heat, that is.

[bitter_fruit]

And of course, we the House Elves will have to scour the pot when we're through.

That ought to be very enjoyable.

[slytherinsilver]

*solemn* Yes, we wouldn't the teapot to be anything other than spotlessly clean. Nothing like a good, hard scouring for that.

[bitter_fruit]

Exactly. It would be remiss of us to allow Mr Zane to stay dirty after tea.

[slytherinsilver]

Quite so. Terribly remiss indeed.

[ki2k]

Let him go, please, Draco. For me.

Thank you.

[slytherinsilver]

*quite truthfully* I can't. The spell has a time limit. He'll back to himself in next to no time at all. *pats the teapot*

[ki2k]

At the very least, don't allow anything to happen to him, please?

Maybe you should entrust him to my care. I really think that that would be best for... all the parties involved in this unfortunate incident.

[slytherinsilver]

*carefully puts the teapot on the stove*

*raises eyebrows as the water boils and the teapot begins to sing "I'm a little teapot, short and stout, here is my handle, here is my spout."*

I solemnly swear he will not be harmed at all.

[ki2k]

*stunned*

Oh I don't like this at all...

[slytherinsilver]

I didn't know it was going to sing!

[ki2k]

Oh dear...

[slytherinsilver]

*starts to laugh; cannot stop*

I'm sorry, but that really is very funny.

[ki2k]

Draco, the man is a respected scientist. No matter what I may think of him personally, that at least should be remembered and respected.