"Temporal power," Yotsuyu sighed at the boy. "It is so very interesting on how it is used and how an individual can wield it." She sauntered closer, ending up with a snap of her fan directed right at the end of the child's nose, yellow eyes glittering.

"I know precisely who your father is, Master Eddrevan, and I know precisely why you were sent here. As I know what should happen should your illustrious father find you brawling in the halls! Your reputation precedes you!"

After all, she was the Espionage instructor, and as Yotsuyu liked to say, it was her business to know things. Not that it was precisely her business to use Modification to bind his arms to his sides and lose his wand, but if he thought to ensnare her by claiming she, too, was brawling--well! She indeed was stepping in, but to stop such a thing from happening.

Yotsuyu also had a history of stepping in to stop fights in the halls; one that the Headmaster and other instructors were well aware of. But she couldn't help one last jibe.

"My dear Master Eddrevan, you and your cohort must be half my age at best. What else could you ever be to me, but children?"

The smile she turned on Atem, however, was far from feigned, and she graced him with a wink.