ⱡ Hogwarts Clan ⱡ Clan of Witchcraft and Wizardry ⱡ(Open!!)

"He's always paranoid. Eventually, if your good enough, you can get around him. He follows the same pattern all the time. It makes things easy." They answered simply.

Both the toms sighed,
"Special experiment." They replied lightly, "If it goes correctly, we'll have made the first sleeping dust."

"Cool? This is revolutionary! We can even put old Cindy to sleep with one dose of it!" They gasped in disbelief. "It's much more then cool."

The brothers laughed,
"They won't, they never do. Unless of course someone told." They said, eyeing Riverpaw, "but then we might accidentally let a certain secret slip out of our mouths." They said brightly, but there was a warning in their tones.

The toms shrugged,
"Who needs to know that when you've got blackmail. You wouldn't have a chance before we told. So just keep you mouth shut and you won't have to worry about your secret getting out and we don't have to wonder about our throats. Or whatever." They said brightly with more shrugs, "Sounds much easier then knowing a bunch of junk about foxes. That's your job, not ours."

“Maybe you can tear out the Headmaster’s throat before we tell him! What grand idea! Maybe Cindy’s too since he’s already on to you, you’d have to kill him because first sign of our dead bodies and he’d know it was you. Oh! But that means you’d have to kill him first, which means while you’re out murdering we can just tell the Headmaster!” They gasped brightly as though it were a grand idea before turning to look at him.
“So in other words, you’re in a corner and even your foxy powers can’t help you.” They said flatly, “Threat of death doesn’t work with blackmail. Especially when there are two of us. We’re going to have to teach you all about this stuff one day. You could be our mischief apprentice!” They said together, this time, their bright attitude genuine. “After all someone has to continue the mischief after we leave.” They said, nodding in approval of the idea.