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——"Bwah?! Housewarden!" Ace yelped, viciously turning his neck around only to make eye-contact with the boy from my dreams, Riddle. "Hey, Riddle! What's shakin', pal? You're lookin' adorbs, as always!" Cater nervously chuckled, trying to save his own skin. "Hmph. Cater, keep running that mouth and you'll lose it - along with the rest of your head." Riddle glared. "Sorry, sorry! My bad!" Cater cowardly apologizes to the housewarden.
"Myah?! You're the guy who put that stupid collar on me at the orientation ceremony!" Grim started. Here we go. "And you're the new students who were nearly expelled yesterday. I'll ask that you not refer to my signature spell as a "stupid collar." The headmage's habit of tolerating rulebreakers like you is going to send this entire campus spiraling into chaos one day. Those who break the rules should have their heads removed immediately, without exception." Riddle glared harshly toward Ace, you gave him a curious glance.
"Dude, seriously? This guy looks like a wimp, but talks like a monster!" Ace whispered toward me, I turned toward him and shrugged. "The headmage may have forgiven you, but if you break any further rules, I assure you I will not." Riddle frowned. "So, uh, listen, housewarden, sir... Any chance I could get you to remove this collar?" Ace nervously smiled.
"I had intended to remove it once you'd taken an opportunity to reflect upon your crimes.But I've not detected so much as a hint of remorse in the foolishness I've heard you spout today." Riddle scolded, which Ace deserved honestly.
"So I think I'll let you keep that for a while. Don't worry. The freshman curriculum is more focused on magical theory than practice. And your inability to use magic will help prevent incidents along the lines of what happened yesterday." Riddle let out a smug grin.
"Now, if you've finished your meal, you should quit gossiping and prepare for your next class. Rule 271 is quite clear: "One must leave the table within fifteen minutes of completing their lunch." You DO understand what happens to rulebreakers, I trust?" Riddle asked, his demeanor doing a 180.
"More insane rules..." Ace scoffed quietly. "I believe you mean to say, "Yes, Housewarden!"" Riddle sneered. "Yes, Housewarden!" Ace and Duce exclaimed in (slight) fear. "Very well, then." Riddle adjusted his collar. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on them." Trey chuckled lightly.
"Hmm. As vice housewarden, I trust you'll avoid any further indiscreet conversation. Now, as per rule 339..."The post-meal beverage is to be lemon tea with two sugar cubes." Thus, I must go to acquire my sugar cubes. Farewell. Don't even get me started on their violation of running out of sugar cubes...!" Riddle angrily spouted off as he walked away from the table.
"Yeesh! That was terrifying." Cater shuddered. "That guy... has some serious issues." Grim shuddered. "Hey, don't disrespect him!" Deuce exclaimed, even if he too was scared.
"Is the housewarden gone?" A student asked, voice toned down. "I totally just broke rule 186, "Never eat a hamburger on Tuesday." I don't know what I would have done if he'd caught me!" I turned to look at the voices.
