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"Hell no," said Rhys cheerfully. "Thank Myrddin. I had no less than three explosions today. It's always amusing to watch the students scrambling around after, trying to avoid the fumes. Children are so high strung."

He led Cy down the the short hall to his 'living' room. There was a small work room attached, a toilet, and the bed chamber, of course, but this was his public room. It was immediately quite obvious that the Potions professor liked color. There was a small couch here, draped in multiple colors of cloth, and an entire wall decorated entirely with masks, of all different types and colors and cultures. Some were death masks, some harlequin masks, some masks of goats with spiraled horns. There were also multiple bookshelves here, stuffed full to near bulging with various tomes and scrolls - Rhys was an avid reader.

Another wall held a strange painting of a multicolored moth, and a collection of juggling clubs, the kind that might be used in a circus. And then there was the table in the middle of the room, neatly set for two, the candles glowing serenely already and a supper that had been prepared by the house elves set out.

"And what about you, my dear boy?"
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