"Shut your mouth before you have your tongue cut out," hissed Kalif. As someone who was so tall, he saw Chase bring out his wand, and he narrowed his eyes upon the boy. As a Death Eater for over thirty years, Kalif was highly observant. He warned, "Chase Blade, put your wand away before I snap it in half. As a seventh year going up against someone who could be older than your father is much worse than idiocy." His dueling skills and his magic surpasses any student in this school, same as Cecily's own magic. Kalif glanced down at a tiny first year who was stupid enough to interrupt this. Kalif rolled his eyes, "Dealing with you. Ms. Luna, you are a first year, with hardly any magical experience. Are you aware that you are in danger of being expelled if you dare attack a professor, and your headmistress who is pregnant with a child, or are your parents too stupid to teach you common sense." Kalif turned his attention to the other two, for a first year barely caused Kalif to have any concern for what she could do to him, which can't be much at all. None of these students were a match for either him or Cecily, and it was about time that they came to their senses that they did not know everything, they were not the gods of the school, they were simply students, children at the most. Children could not even scratch adults magically unless the adults were Squibs.