Had it been in his nature, Arithmos would have rolled his eyes. Instead, he gave a look of displeasure that this educational institution was pandering to such trivial interest groups. This would not have happened at Durmstrang, he thought to himself.
"In case you are unaware, this is an institution of higher learning and I would request that you finish your business shortly and return to your common rooms. I will be patrolling the lower corridors this evening and it would be regrettable if I had to deduct house points from any of you for loitering unneccesarily." Professor Manteia was pleased that there did not appear to be any Slytherin students in this ridiculous club. "I will return within the hour, I hope that you will have finished your business by then."
Professor Manteia did not await a response and continued down the corridor at a brisk pace. His long black cloak billowing out behind him and his heavy dress shoes producing an ominous echo in the otherwise empty corridor.