Teachers. Damn. He forgot about the possible involvement they have and any word getting back to them that he had done this. "Fuck, no," Jacob said. "I prefer going to the infirmary." Maybe that would be quieter than rampaging about the staff offices. It was bad enough already. After he returned to his room, he wasn't leaving until this wore off.
What the fuck was wrong with him? Jacob didn't even realize he had muttered it aloud, he was that distracted. A hand rose to push away the hair tickling his forehead and he frowned. It was more difficult to hide his feelings when he couldn't see, apparently. He supposed it was necessary to get someone magical involved, but Jacob bet that spell was not common knowledge.