Edward was cautiously walking through the halls, as Zip, Oliver and Engel had dropped them down the long flight of books. But besides that, they were going along by themself until a large shadow cast over them. It was just Ms. Thavel . . Well, not exactly just her. She glared down at Edward, slowly holding up a paper graded F. Without a word, she slowly crushed the paper in her claw and spoke in a low, growl.

" You failed. " she spat.