Walking into a classroom, she waved her wand, setting the desks ablaze. She laughed and continued down a hall.
“They’ve really gone down hill, haven’t they, Carrow?” he chuckles as he watches the desk ablaze. He smirks as he helps her, shooting curses as the students walk past.
“It’s mad. This school is horrid now.” She smirked at him. “Having any fun?” She asked as she shot down a student.
“It was fine. Nothing too extensive or what not. Meh really. Old crazy Dumbledore’s death was the only fun part. No kid here seems to be able to put up a fight,” he laughs bitterly.