*.:TWO HUNDRED FORTY-TWO:.*

[redwhiteandhero]

Finally saw the paper.

[Here, the writing gets darker]

It's fucking sick.

I'm going to kill them. I'm going to hunt them down, and I'm going to kill them. See how these bastards like being tortured with their own fucking wands, huh?

Dammit.

Comments

[dofaye]

If a single teenager could do all of that, we wouldn't have this problem in the first place, would we?

[dofaye]

I haven't denied that.

[redwhiteandhero]

That you're an idiot? Because you are, if you think you could fight me.

[dofaye]

Have you forgotten that we're wizards? You're more muscular than me, but that means nothing.

[redwhiteandhero]

It means a lot if I disarm you.

[dofaye]

It would say a lot if that was the only way you could win.

[redwhiteandhero]

Did I say it was the only way?

It'd just be more satisfying to knock your face in.

[dofaye]

Such unwarranted hostility! You're lucky I'm not a prefect any longer. And yes, it is the only way.

[redwhiteandhero]

Too bad I'm not a student anymore, even if you were. And no, it ain't.

[dofaye]

Despite your dislike of studying, taking NEWT-level courses does, in fact, teach one better spells to use in duels.

[redwhiteandhero]

Which might mean something if you didn't take all the same classes as I did.

[dofaye]

It does mean something. I did better than you did.

[Not that he knows that for certain but he assumes.]

[redwhiteandhero]

On written tests, maybe.

[dofaye]

On every test.

[redwhiteandhero]

Doubt it.

[dofaye]

I come from a family of skilled witches and wizards. Why shouldn't I also be powerful?