"Should we just prank people until we get the right one? It seems a bit mean but I can't think of a better way to find out who did it considering we don't have anything to go off of."
She followed Emma's line of sight towards the door. The dung bomb definitely didn't seem like it was going to dissipate any time soon. There was still the putrid smoke curling around the door frame. Silently she compared it to a dementor and shivered. At least dementors didn't stink five ways to tomorrow.
"Do they have things to get rid of that? Or do they just put on a gas mask and throw it into a trash can?" She shook her head before turning her attention back to Emmal
Stam: 5 Con: 12 Ag: 8 Str: 5