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I suppose now is as good a time as any to formally apologise for my behaviour under the influence of the unexplained events. We all know that it's an entirely blameless situation and that nothing can be done, so, any further mentions of the situation involving myself in particular may be reason enough for me to remove points. Let's not be counter productive about this, let's just move on from it.

This journal is also an opportunity to share some more positive news regarding Slytherin and Ravenclaw students taking my class. I have acquired a boggart and there will be a practical class in the next few weeks. As such, any concerns should be brought to me. However, if you skip without my consent I will make you regret it every day for the rest of your school life. Thank you.

Now, an assignment for all of you in my class, though the lengths will vary. I want you to consider the events of the previous days and then think about the risks and consequences of uncontrolled magic, even if it's not necessarily Dark Arts, it's still a situation one must understand and prepare for. I want you to take a long thought about why we have rules and regulations to adhere to and how they benefit us.
First to Third years I want to see at least three good paragraphs. Fourth to Fifth should write at least five. Sixth to Seventh I expect a convincing, well thought out essay with an argument for your opinion. The length is up to you.

I will finish with a friendly reminder that you may not use my situation as an example in your analysis unless you're particularly interested in failure.

[Private to Tulio]
15 points to Slytherin for impressive negotiation skills.

[[ooc: Homework goes HERE also Murdoc was a pirate for the wish event don't judge him. There will be a boggart log up in about two weeks!]]

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It's not like I'm askin' for like fifty galleons.

[pause.]

That's for when I really go Christmas shoppin', if I'm lucky. [you can just hear the smirk in his voice....]

Oh, Eridan. You needn't spend that much on your old man.

[A laugh.] So I guess those few that I'm askin' for is all you want me to spend on you then?

After all I've done for you, Eridan. Everythin' I've done.

[Sooo much sarcasm.]

You're the one who implied it, y'know.

[so very much.]

Hurry up and get your one galleon so I can be miserable and alone without a son who loves me.

[He just sorta. Pokes his head through the door now because WOW RUDE DAD.]

Whaaat. I certainly do lowe you, unless you're talkin' about Cronus, then I don't know where he stands at all.

[Wow, well he can't help smiling at that. Now he's going to take Strider's advice for some reason.]

I love you too, Eridan. I love Cronus too, however, you're going to have to try a whole lot harder if you want those two sickles.

[Murdoc might be smiling, but Eridan is far from it. Lookit him walking right on in and just leaning onto Murdoc's desk.]

... Okay now I know you're messin' with me. [wait he probably wants clarification.] I mean about the money, not... Cronus. [Side-eyes a tiny bit.]

Should've known you were only here for my money.

[He sinks into his chair a little because there's no way he's not being an ass about this.]

I didn't mean it like that!

[Don't make him feel bad.]

Of course you didn't. Hold out your hand so I can give you this sickle and you can leave me to wallow.

[He holds a closed fist out to Eridan waiting for him to be ready.]

[... The less money he talks, the more he starts wondering. Oh well, his hands are out right in front of Murdoc's fist.]

Do you want me to close my eyes too while I'm at it?

No.

[You don't have to, because he's dumping way more than Eridan asked for into his hands without so much as a warning.]

There.

[He's not EVEN going to try to count this out at all, he's just. Wow his eyes are just so big right now. He knows this is more than he asked for.]

Oh......

If you buy another ferret I'll strangle you with it.

[He settles back into his chair as if he didn't just threaten to kill his son with a bastardised feather boa.]

[Whoops, hold on he's pocketing this right now, but after he does so he turns back and grins at him.]

Oh man, you found out my original plan. I guess I'll just hawe to go with somethin' like a salamander or a lizard or somethin' then.

[Pause.]

... Or maybe ewen a cat.

[He is completely joking right now.]

[Cats? Really? Scum of the earth. He's rolling his eyes.]

I appreciate the offer, but you needn't buy me dinner. That's your money, Eridan.

Ew... So would you eat the whole thing raw if I brought you a liwe one?

[This is really dumb and silly and he doesn't care if it is silly or not.]

I might. [Giving you a very serious look!!] So, what are you buyin'?

... Nothin' serious.

[DAD I DONT WANT YOU TO KNOW IM A FATTY.]

...Why are you so hesitant to tell me?

No... reason.

[Suddenly a bit bashful, hmmmm...]

You're only makin' me more suspicious, Eridan.

There's nothin' to be suspicious about, father.

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