<i>How did you end up this lucky?</i>Maddox thought to himself, looking between the two young women, beautiful in their own ways.  "A magic user? What do you specialize in?" Maddox asked. He knew most people specialized, to some degree. He preferred spatial and math magic, even though there were very few types he couldn't use. He was an amazing spellcaster, likely the best at the school. It was why matters of discipline were typically delegated to him. "Mirrors and clothes that cover your skin. He can't harm anything he can't touch, and if it's just light, a mirror will reflect it," Maddox said coolly. He had ways of disciplining various students. He dragged Zachary to the local carnival and put him in the house of mirrors. "And if you'd like. You can come with me after lunch, if you'd like, to see. Though my class room is usually cleaned by the students; my office, perhaps?" he offered a moment later. Oh yes, he truly was a bastard when it came to the soft-skinned, young students of the school.