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- Curly 14 Inch Pliable Mahogany Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
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- August 11, 2010 (49)
Aeon wandered down to the first floor corridor, keeping in the shadows. He had his black muggle pants, jumper with a hood to conceal his face and no shoes, he thought it might be better barefoot because his shoes might make a sound or if they had some mud on them they could track him. Aeon had heard that there were Caretakers in the school and hadn't been up to much mischief since the beginning of the year so decided to give them a welcoming in his own way. With a brush and bucket of green paint in one hand and his broom in the other, Aeon began to work. He dipped the brush into the green paint and quickly wrote on the wall, making sure the get some shouting paintings while he did so.
After a few minutes Aeon was finished, He looked up at the wall and smiled, ignoring the shouts and insults thrown at him by the portraits.
WELCOME CARETAKERS!
So far so good, Not a single person had come down and interrupted him, So, making sure everything was still clear, He grabbed the bucket of painted and threw it across the opposite wall, Now the whole wall and half the floor was covered in green paint, and there was even more shouts from the portraits, Not that they could tell who did it because of the hood covering most of his face, as well as the darkness. Aeon quickly picked up his broom, turned on his heel and ran down to the other side of the corridor, luckily the paint wasn't on his feet or anything so he left no tracks. Still no one was there so he opened one of the classroom doors in crept inside, Making sure there was no one in the room first of course. Luckily the portraits hadn't been able too see where he had gone either, to preoccupied with the paint on them probably.
After a few minutes Aeon was finished, He looked up at the wall and smiled, ignoring the shouts and insults thrown at him by the portraits.
WELCOME CARETAKERS!
So far so good, Not a single person had come down and interrupted him, So, making sure everything was still clear, He grabbed the bucket of painted and threw it across the opposite wall, Now the whole wall and half the floor was covered in green paint, and there was even more shouts from the portraits, Not that they could tell who did it because of the hood covering most of his face, as well as the darkness. Aeon quickly picked up his broom, turned on his heel and ran down to the other side of the corridor, luckily the paint wasn't on his feet or anything so he left no tracks. Still no one was there so he opened one of the classroom doors in crept inside, Making sure there was no one in the room first of course. Luckily the portraits hadn't been able too see where he had gone either, to preoccupied with the paint on them probably.