Sol turned angrily to face James now that Mithrail was no longer trying to tear him apart. "First, i tripped you because you were about to get hit the face which probally would've knocked multiple cards out. Second, what the heck are doing with such powerful things just lieing around in your pocket. THIRD." he said his voice slowly increasing in volume, "You seem to able to draw whatever card you want and yet you were just complaining about how its totally random and you could suddenly blow up the world, which brings me to my next to last point. This is a school for MAGIC, do you really think there aren't any safegaurds agains't magic, thats like building something on a nuke site without radition protection. Finally, if you've got some chick that can randomly posses you care to warn us about that a litte?" he finished angrily

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The headmaster slowly opened one of the doors to the cafateira and came hobbling on his cane. "Sounds like we're having some trouble around here." He stated in that slow gravely voice of his. "What seems to be the problem here." he said calmly but an obvervant person might notice a dangerous twinkle in his eye hidden under all that hair.