Smash Bang Alakazam!

Selwyn fled the girl in terror. He hadn't expected such a violent reaction from just a few dungbombs. How was he to know anyone could be allergic to them?

Assuming the castle didn't have it in for him too, and the staircases hadn't turned him round somewhere, round the next corner should be the armoury. He could hide in there till this blew over. Or at lest till all those boils cleared up and the girl didn't have such an immediate reminder of why she was angry.

He risked a glance behind him as he pelted into the armour gallery and that was the fatal mistake. Selwyn ran directly into a suit of armour and it fell over, knocking into the display next to it, which hit the suit next to it, and like dominoes, the entire armour gallery was soon collapsing into a jumbled heap of metal and weaponry.

ohshit.

Jack poked her head into the trophy room, wand held aloft. She had been wandering the castle as she was often known for doing, when she heard a great commotion from insides as though someone were purposely trying to thrash the place. Jack was not the type of person to "leave well enough alone" but more like the person who would investigate anything suspicious. So she stepped inside.

At first she saw no one, so she dropped her hand to her side. She continued in, through the rows of display cases and trophies. She couldn't hear anyone, but she was still not satisfied, and she wouldn't be until she solved the mystery.

She stepped into the armour gallery and immediately held her wand at the ready. There was someone there, and they had just knocked over an entire row of suits of armour. She cocked her head and said, "What the bloody hell are you doing?"

The female voice that questioned him obviously didn't belong to the dungbomb girl, since she would have known what he was doing. Selwyn didn't feel like explaining that scenario to anyone else, though.

"What's it to you?" he asked as he tried to avoid stabbing himself while struggling out from beneath a pile of armour.

Jack gestured around at the practically demolished armour gallery around her. "What isn't it to me? Disturbing my peace. Are you trying to destroy this room or something?" She didn't mind mischief, but mischief in good fun. She knew that sometimes, things got messy. Destroying things for the sake of destruction wasn't cool.