<strong>Maxwell Kraden</strong><br/><br/>His first instinct was to shirk responsibility. Wasn't Professor Weyland supposed to be in charge? Max was just a student, right? But something in this woman reminded him very much of Professor McGonagall, and he doubted she'd be very pleased by that. All Max could do was stall.<br/><br/>"Erm, it was Repellant Powder, Professor. Of my own design, effective on plants and soft tissues of animals. But the damage isn't permanent, really, and healing can be accelerated by essence of murtlap!"<em>So please don't expel me.</em>he added mentally.