Tsilk simply looked down. Remus Lupin was hysterically laughing. The professor McGonagall started to laugh too. The potion master actually smiled. Tonks took off the spell she had put on Tsilk. Tsilk then got up and made his way toward the chimney when the potion master cast on Endoloris on the boy. The boy didn't yell or scream from the pain. There wasn't even a moan or a groan. He simply looked darkly at Severus Snape. The teacher was shocked, how was the boy still able to stand? By now he should be crawled up in a ball begging for mercy.

"I don't understand", admitted the confused man.

"Severus, he has the mark, just like Stephan, of course, Stephan can't bear it, but it appears it hardly affects him", said Tonks.

"This is where I think you're wrong, I think this young man can feel it alright, it just, doesn't bother him", said the Headmaster.

"Listen, you can think anything you want later, right now, I would like to know what you are going to do", said Tsilk.

"About what?" asked Remus Lupin who had just calmed himself down since nobody else was laughing anymore.

"He wants to know whether we are going to blackmail him or use him or simply deliver him to the Minister of Magic", said Tonks.

The boy started to think about all the possibilities he had, he didn't have his ring, he couldn't fly away, he didn't any powder, he could always break the window and run on the roof but he wouldn't get very far.

He couldn't cast a spell. He couldn't do much.

"Thinking of ways to escape?" asked the potion master.

Tsilk didn't even bother to look at him..

"Well, you didn't answer me, what are you going to do?" asked the thief.

Nobody answered the boy. The thief eyes scanned the room. Looked at everyone present. He couldn't escape. There was Hogward's Headmaster who had attacked the Dark Lord and was still alive to tell the tale. There was a transfiguration teacher, not much luck there either. There was an Auror (yeah like he could do anything against that!). There was the potion master, he could get away with him but the chances were small, plus, he reminded him of someone. The wizard working at the Minister of Magic, he looked easier than the others but still, he couldn't be that bad knowing where he worked. The last, the werewolf, C.G. had told him about that guy. He had become an alcoholic, which is why she ran away. This one, even though he didn't know his strength, he wouldn't mind attacking him.

'It's hopeless, I can't do anything. God! How did I end up that way…' thought Tsilk.

He then noticed Severus Snape starring closely at him. 'He must be an annoying teacher',

He remembered he was under the Endoloris curse. He got that curse some many times. He felt it, just didn't affect it. He waited for an answer. Why wouldn't anyone answer him?

"I'm going to think you are slow", said Tsilk.

Everyone was surprised by this remark. They were waiting for Tsilk to try to escape, and then they would have a reason to do…anything. But, he was trying to provoke them. The werewolf didn't like that comment very much.

"Who did you think you are to say anything? You're just some kid who's got a few skills!" said the werewolf. "And you must not have that many since you can't even find a way to escape. You got caught by someone your own age!"

'Worst of all, he's right. Gosh he's annoying. Now, HE'S trying to provoke me…No, control yourself…You know you can't do that…Come on…Stay calm…Oh shit, the Endoloris is starting to hurt…'

We could see a sweat drop rolling down the side of Tsilk head. He had now his eyes closed. Severus Snape was shocked it took so long, and for what result, a sweat drop?

"Severus, remove the spell, he has endured enough" said Dumbledore.

The ex-deatheater did what he was told. Tsilk' eyes didn't have the same expression. He had a blank expression. Well not a blank expression, both a sad and an angry one, strange mix.

"Well, you're out of ideas? Nothing to say? Not even a thank you? Your mom must not have made a very good job, there are some manners you are going to learn young man", said the werewolf.

Then, the angry expression took over. You could see flames in Tsilk. Anyone who knew the thief would have said that now was the best time to start running.

"Well? Did I say something wrong? Did I hurt the little boy's feeling? Are you going to cry in your mommy's dress?" said the werewolf proud of his jokes.

Tsilk then made a 90 degrees turn and charged the werewolf. He literally knocked him down. Instead of using any kind of magic, he used his fists. He sat one the ex DADA teacher's stomach and started punching him. The werewolf didn't realize what the boy had just done. He was now receiving all the punches Tsilk was throwing at him. He started hitting the boy but all of his punches were dodged. Hands were trying to pull him away. While someone had a grip on his shoulders, the werewolf punched him right above the boy's right eyebrow. The boy stopped struggling. He put his hand on his eyebrow and let himself being pulled away from Remus Lupin by Severus Snape and Arthur Weasley. The werewolf got up. His face was covered with punches marks. Tonks couldn't help but laugh. The one that was making fun of the boy had just gotten the beating of his life. Tsilk, even though he had managed to dodge everything Remus had thrown at him looked much worse. His hand was bloody. His back was against the wall. His eyebrow was bleeding for no apparent reason. Tonks then came to him.

"What's wrong?" asked the Auror.

"Nothing, will you just leave me alone?!?" said Tsilk.

"I just want to help you," said Tonks.

"Well you can't okay?!" said the boy. "Just leave me alone for one minute okay?"

"So you can escape?" said Severus Snape.

"You can glue my back to the wall if you want, just, can I have 1 min of privacy?" asked Tsilk.

"Everyone out", said Tonks,"but I'm staying". She made a sign to the Headmaster telling him she knew what she was doing.

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