Michael sat down in one of the cushy armchairs in the common room beating up on anyone who would play chess with him. He got to the point where he was even gambling on the games. Not money of course but favors. His being open-ended if he lost while his opponents if they lost had to help him with whatever he wished (such as advanced magic). He laughed as he amassed such a huge debt from the older boys he knew he'd likely be the most well learned second year before end of the first term. He owed a few favors here and there but overall he came out the winner. The 6th year prefect came over finally and broke it up. "Okay that's quite enough, Crowley I should put you in a month's detention. You are too young to be gambling and you know it." Michael pouted adorably at the older boy and got a snort. "I'll let you off with a warning this time. But only because you don't give me trouble often and a lot of the people you beat needed a lesson in humility." Michael smiled sweetly and pranced up to his dorm to get ready for dinner. At dinner he ate a lot and wondered what he'd use the favors to learn.