"Good evening Dwordyn." Said Headmaster Ambrose. How are your classes lately? It seems your students are angry with the other schools lately. Have you had any problems?
No, of course not headmaster. replied Dworgyn without looking up from the essays on his desk. The students are merely disgruntled about the fact that they cannot perform their magic as they used to. Whereas the other students are free to do so.
You have heard this from them before? questioned Ambrose. Still Dworgyn did not look up.
On many occasions. They seem to feel that they are restricted everywhere but in this class. Could you please explain why they should feel this way? Ambrose took a minute to answer him. I might have put some rules into place after the scuffle in the Storm classroom two months ago.
For the first time Dworgyn looked up. His face held an expression of confusion. I wasn t aware of any fights- I suppose I need to get out more often- What happened?
Ambrose frowned. Well some of the students that took Storm as a secondary school were not working properly at their stations to hatch a Stormzilla Egg. A small fight occurred and as a result the Stormzilla egg was smashed. The Storm students were furious and began attacking the Death Students. The Death students retaliated therefore summoning several very dangerous spirits that took over the Storm Students bodies and sent them halfway into the Scarecrow s domain. I arrived in time to set things right. Each student was given eight months detention and they were suspended from the school for the next year. While having a private tutor so as to keep pace. As Ambrose finished his explanation Dworgyn looked astonished.
"I thought Cyrus was meant to be looking after the storm school while proffesor Balestrom was away!" Said Dworgyn confusedly "How comes he let this happen?" Ambrose thought about this for a while, "Well, last night bartlebye said that Cyrus went through the spiral door but he can't say where! It seems that he has gone to do something important so Proffesor Balestrom came back from his trip and has only just arrived." and with that he took a swift turn in his cloak and dissapeared in a bunch of tiny balls of light. There is only one wizard for this job Ambrose thought...