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- Straight 14" Rigid Aspen Wand with Essence of Belladonna Core
- Age
- 1/2008
Sebastian would have been a fool to think that he wouldn't get in trouble for leaving the country to go visit some friends in New Zealand. When he had arrived back in France, it was to the realization that it was much later than he had anticipated arriving back. He had only set out to see one friend- Willow- and instead, he had made a new friend and met up with another old friend. Not thinking about the consequences at the time, Sebastian had instead chosen to take the time to shop and chat.
He had been met at the gates by one of the professor's who had marched him directly to the headmistress' office. Sitting down and readying himself for a long lecture on the behaviors expected at Beauxbatons, Sebastian was not expecting the headmistress to contact his grandmother. With eyes widened, he had been forced to hear her scream at him for ten minutes, ask the headmistress to give him the harshest punishments possible and then tell him how dissappointed she was. Please...not dissappointed, he thought to himself. That hurt more than anything, and Sebastian had rubbed his eyes, not wanting to show anyone he had nearly been reduced to tears by an old lady.
In the end, Sebastian had left the office and been told to report to the main hall every Saturday and Sunday morning for the next month. He had also been denied village privileges for the rest of the year. Arriving at his first Saturday of torture, Sebastian had met up with the groundsman who had handed him a brush and a bucket and told him to get started. It turned out that Sebastian was expected to clean the entire main hall every weekend with no magic. He was forced to watch the others run in and out of the castle as he cleaned.
After filling the bucket with water, Sebastian dunked the brush in and dropped to his knees so he could begin scrubbing. He could hear the chuckles of several of the male students and the giggles of the females.
He had been met at the gates by one of the professor's who had marched him directly to the headmistress' office. Sitting down and readying himself for a long lecture on the behaviors expected at Beauxbatons, Sebastian was not expecting the headmistress to contact his grandmother. With eyes widened, he had been forced to hear her scream at him for ten minutes, ask the headmistress to give him the harshest punishments possible and then tell him how dissappointed she was. Please...not dissappointed, he thought to himself. That hurt more than anything, and Sebastian had rubbed his eyes, not wanting to show anyone he had nearly been reduced to tears by an old lady.
In the end, Sebastian had left the office and been told to report to the main hall every Saturday and Sunday morning for the next month. He had also been denied village privileges for the rest of the year. Arriving at his first Saturday of torture, Sebastian had met up with the groundsman who had handed him a brush and a bucket and told him to get started. It turned out that Sebastian was expected to clean the entire main hall every weekend with no magic. He was forced to watch the others run in and out of the castle as he cleaned.
After filling the bucket with water, Sebastian dunked the brush in and dropped to his knees so he could begin scrubbing. He could hear the chuckles of several of the male students and the giggles of the females.