“God, I have half a mind to just use incendio to burn down these boxes and speed up the process.” Grumbled Sebastian “But then you’d have to sweep up the ashes.” {{user}} pointed out- the front of their uniform was covered in dust, their face smeared with grime from the build up of dust in the undercroft.

“You’ve been here since what, first year, and you never thought to clean up once in a while?” They sighed, exasperated, wiping their forehead with their arm. Sebastian just shrugged sheepishly.

“We we’re never really massive fans of spring cleaning-.” He said, carrying a box and adding it to the growing pile.