Percy was thankful for the arrival of his firewhiskey and took a quick sip. If he was going to continue to exchange delightful banter, then he needed to whet his whistle. He couldn't remember the last time someone had matched him in a battle of wits.
"You're correct in that the punishment will depend upon the infraction, but I can promise that I am a just and lenient man," he said, absently toying with the edge of his glass with his index finger. "And my school record is impeccable. Though you're welcome to the challenge of finding an infraction." His face slanted in a wickedly arrogant smirk.