Uncle Sam!!! pv Sam

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The door to the Potions classroom creaked open with an iron groan. Samuel did not pause at the threshold as he stepped inside. His steps were intended to be purposeful, deliberate. His silent shoes against cold floor of his office as he decided to check his new office. He expected solitude, however what greeted him instead was the unmistakable scent of scorched parchment and the unwelcome and flickering hiss of flame.

His eyes narrowed behind his glasses the moment he crossed the threshold. The chaos was immediate. His office had been the victim of a prank before he even had a chance to make his presence known. A pile of student assignments sat there, curling and blackening under open flame.

A small figure looked off putting scrambling about in the wreckage of what was supposed to be Samuel's workspace with wild enthusiasm.

A student.

Sauber’s jaw tightened.

He said nothing. He did not call out to the fool who had tried to test him first thing. This would be his last.

Instead, his hand moved with dispassionate precision, no wand necessary. His gaze locked on the offender as he cast a silent, controlled Inflatus. The effect was immediate; The boy squealed as he lifted off the ground, limbs flailing uselessly as he rose to the vaulted ceiling and bounced lightly off a support beam, suspended in helpless, slow rotation.

With that handled, Sauber turned his attention to the fire. A murmured Extinguo, extinguished the flames. Smoke no longer curling from the edges of now half burnt parchment. He snapped his fingers once again, this time issuing a precise Reparo, and watched the scorched homework mend itself. Lines of ink rewriting, fibers reweaving. Not perfect, but serviceable. Better than Clark deserved.

He exhaled slowly through his nose, the only visible sign of emotion.

After a long moment surveying the damage and correcting where necessary, Sauber conjured a length of string from the air with a flick. Without ceremony, he tied it around the now floating Clark’s ankle, securing it like an unruly balloon. He opened the door, spotted a passing student, a beautiful and angelic looking second year (Prat) and gestured him over.

"You," he said with cold authority, extending the string. "Take this to the Hospital Wing. Inform the nurse that this one has inhaled too much of his own foolishness."

With that, Sauber turned back into the classroom, already mentally drafting the new locking enchantments he would be applying to his door.

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I will make the starter of detention in which I explain the context of the detention, the expectations, and the requirements to complete the detention and tag you in it.

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