Terry knew he should have done more than wait for Minerva once the Transfiguration had gone wrong. Water. It was so simple- fish needed water. Merlin, he had so much to learn.
"Well, I'd like him to do some harder labor. The boy is far too spoiled as it is- lines or even light cleaning won't mean anything to him. Could he work on the grounds some?"
Terry thought a minute more. "Care for the sea life?" His punishments were seriously lacking in creativity. "Sorry, Headmistress. I'm still getting the hang of this restorative justice thing." It didn't help that, as a student, Terry rarely got into trouble. Having a lawyer for a father kept you in line.