Rimuru Tempest and the World of Morons with Magic Sticks

Arc 2: Chapter 4

When we finally got to eat lunch, it was utterly pathetic, being essentially just rations. I guess I should've expected this considering the entire kitchen's staff revolted. The school... well, it had definitely taken some damage, but nothing too serious. Still, the place was a mess by the time the students were allowed outside of their dorms again. Broken windows and furniture, scattered papers, cracked and burnt spots on the floors, but nothing structural.

A bonus was that the password on the Slytherin dorms was changed before that Gringly left to the parallel plane, and to a pretty funny thing too. The password was now "House Elves Rulz", which Snape had desperately tried to change for hours before finally giving up. I guess whatever was done to the thing was too complex for him to unravel.

Things seemed to go back to normal over the next week, outside of the noticeable drop in the quality of the food. That, and apparently Dumbledore was away, likely to take care of bureaucracy to do with the house elf incident. I guessed that he needed new staff brought over and stuff, although I bet the government was in just as much of a scramble as the Hogwarts staff right now since house elves were used all over wizarding society up until my interference.

{{Master, I have finished.}} Hebi's voice rang in my head with no warning, right in the middle of a class with that idiot blond.

The fool was talking about some sort of 'Mummy Scorpion', whose sting can make you fear water enough that you dehydrate yourself. It was a cool enough bug to interest me, at least, even if it was Lockheart teaching about it.

Unfortunately, I didn't really have the time to see the demonstration of how it would hunt a mouse, so instead I got up and headed for the door. On the way I bumped into the teacher's desk, just to annoy him a bit, but otherwise, I'd be out of there and in the forest as fast as possible.

It startled the little creature enough to make it jump at the sorry excuse for a teacher and latch onto his face. Lockheart squealed as I assumed the scorpion stung him, and he started clawing at his own face.

The creature fell to the floor at his feet, but Lockheart kept on clawing, now at the inside of his own mouth and even at his eyes. This was obviously an effect of the venom, which made him fear even the moisture in his body.

As funny as this was, I thought it would be cruel to let these kids witness a man maim himself right in front of them.

I grabbed a nearby rope, conveniently placed, and tied the man's hands behind his back to stop him from hurting himself.

"Sebastian, take care of him," I ordered the boy who considered me his friend.

"Me!?"

"I need to go do something. Find a way to make him stop acting psychotic, you're smart enough to."

Then I left without saying anything else and nobody tried to stop me. I may have heard the sound of a slap as I walked out the door, but ignored it.

As I got to the exit gates of the courtyard, I ended up detecting a very large man right outside them. So I'd need to deal with Hagrid before actually getting out into the forest...

Knowing he could go out into the forest though, I came upon the idea of distracting him in some way so he didn't put himself in danger just to go out and find me.

I sighed deeply, not particularly liking the idea. So as I walked through the gate I put on my diplomatic smile. "Hey, big man!"

"Oi, what'cha doin' out 'ere, missy?"

"Uh... taking a nice walk."

"Don't tell me yer skippin' yer classes."

"No, I'm not missing anything, I promise."