"Why would a pretty girl like you want to give someone like me something? I don't need your cast offs Lady Katherine. I'll make do with what I have. So its thanks but no thanks. " Dermot simply teleported to his room. He began to toss his clothes from one heap to another until he found his 'official uniform'. He hung it up and began to hunt around for his wand. Once the wand was found, he snapped it to make sure it was still working. He only had a basic black wand that scratched up so easily. But it worked well enough to clean his formal uniform. Not that he really cared. He then placed the uniform in the bathroom for safe keep and began to use his wand to clean his room. He was going to have to get up early enough as it was.<br/><br/>Mystique knew that she had to provide two different  sets of classes. How Dermot will survive she did not know. His don't care attitude had to stop and hopefully she could get him straighten out. She had one more year to put up with him and present him to his uncle who will determine whether or not he was fit to rule. She had more work cut out for herself with Dermot and her only hope was that Lady Kate will be a role model for that slackard.