Yakov raised his eyebrows.
"None ov your cheek, mizter Olaf."
Why was Amber doing this? He would feel guilty if she had to take the blame.
"No, Professor, I started it.." Not one to leave out his friends, Yakov added, "And Aaliyah made a terrible catapult."
He smirked.
Professor Vlask scowled at him. "Mizter Olaf, Mizz Watson and Mizz Kaziien, find your vay to the headmistress' office. I'm sure mizter Olaf vill know ze vay by now."
Yakov trundled to the greenhouse door, still smiling. "Bye, Professor." he said cheerfully as he passed her.