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[color=8a9a5b]Location:[/color] Hall of Ancients, Strange Academy
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Barty had half a mind to enchant one of the Magpies that were tormenting Rohan and make it more useful, sending it to give word to someone about the passing of the student. Then again, if rumors were already spreading amongst the students about this find, then chances were the teachers already knew. Either they didn’t care, or they were holed up somewhere discussing the best course of action. Not as if they could revive the boy on a whim. There was always Death to contend with in those matters, and Death seldomly obliged. Beyond all that, Barty didn’t want to mess with something that was touched by Old Magic. That would likely invite the world to see him more so than it already did, and with eyes came Hunters, and with Hunters came sacrifice. [color=8a9a5b]”Don’t bother sending word. If the students are already gossiping about it idly enough for us to hear, then you can bet those in charge have already been told several times over and are looking for a solution to this mess. If Rohan is right, and something did slip in then they needs find the weakness in the schools defenses before attending to a body, or lack there of. The priority in the safety of those that remains is more important that the ones who have already fallen.”[/color]

Franklin cut in, which was a dangerous thing to do when one of the twins were talking, especially Barty. But they were right, they needed to relocate the head before others came looking for it or worse, a professor. “If what Dysphoria says is true, then it seems that I do have the rest of Pedrito back in my lab. It seems right at least, but only way to double check their scent is to relocate ourselves.” He pulled up his leather Doctors bag that held a variety of equipment within it. All neatly placed in their own boxes or pockets to make it easier to find them. Within the bag he pulled out a plastic shopping bag with a yellow smiley face on it that said ‘Thank You’. He went to grab the head when Annika began inspecting it closer, finding more items lodged within his mouth. Surprisingly enough, Barty reached in to snag one of the beetles right out of the mouth to inspect it himself. Frankie grabbed the head by his hair and placed it within the plastic bag and then further into his leather one to keep it secure and to stop it from bleeding within the interior. 

The strange cigarette still burned between his fingers, and when Barty went to take another drag as he eyed the odd find, he felt the magic wane away. He sighed, a pillar of smoke billowing out along with his frustration at the matter. [color=8a9a5b]”There’s a faint trace of magic within these beetles. Not enough for me to get any real information off of them, but they seemed to work in a similar way to how familiars do. Beyond that I do not know. Sometimes magic can linger for eons, other times it wanes away in seconds. All is up to the caster and their strength within the spellwork, this clearly was weak to have such little trace in such a short amount of time. But we can study and inspect as much as we wish back at this lab of yours. Perhaps more of his magic was swallows down and now lays within the intestines instead.”[/color]

“R-right…Let’s make our way back before we get caught down here. Especially if whatever did this to him is still lurking within these halls.”