I decided that he needed to get some sense knocked into his head
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"Are you capable of holding a mal up for us to kill?"

They follow.

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"Depends on how sharp it is."

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Shrug. "I don't care about sharpness. I am just curious about how much of an advantage it is to have other people killing mals around you." To Felix and Trevor. "You aren't going to talk about his sacrifice fantasy? I would think it's urgent."

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"Well, it kinda is, but Rome was not built in a day. Give me time, and maybe some lip balm."

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"I was thinking we should have the conversation in a dorm, but I was failing to word it in a way that Trevor wouldn't twist into something lewd."

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"I don't have a sacrifice fantasy!" he protests.

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"Your notion that it would be quote 'pretty sweet' unquote if you died in exchange of others surviving. Do you have a better term for it? What have people called it in the past?"

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"—I don't mean the part where I die would be pretty sweet! I mean that it's a fair trade. I would still prefer to not die! But I'm taking on a job with high risks and a lot of the endings involve me dying anyway, if I balance them all the ones where I die are not necessarily the bad ones!"

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"This place doesn't have, like, an excess of that quality but it doesn't mean you have to act all utilitarian about it, dude."

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"Have you talked about this with anyone?"

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"Utilitarian is the only way I can act about it," he says, shrugging and definitely not answering Felix's question. "The whole point of the Scholomance is utilitarian, it's all just a numbers game, how many kids can survive until they're old enough that mals aren't a threat anymore. One in four in here, one in twenty outside. If I make it to one in three I'm winning, regardless of what happens to me afterwards. I'm not leaving the graduation hall until everyone else is through."

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Stunned silence.

"Cool. Cool. Hey, guys. I have this idea, how about if we do that too? That way it will be the story about four stupid idealists that died in here. That way everyone's parents will be extra-careful in teaching how stupid of an idea that is and no other kids will be that stupid, thus saving more lives in the long run."

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"You don't have a combat affinity, I do. I get more mana out of killing them than it took to kill them in the first place, by a lot. Going mal hunting like this is not just a net mana gain, it makes more mana than the rest of New York combined, in a whole day, including the seniors. I can do it. You three can't."

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That is sure a stunning revelation.

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A very interesting revelation, indeed.

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Felix comes closer and hugs Scorpius.

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Scorpius starts, when that happens, and blinks in confusion.

He'll... pat Felix's back? "Uh?"

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"He is the one giving you the hug."

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"Sorry, sorry." Felix takes a step back. "My brain... went into automatic mode."

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"I... see?"

He doesn't.

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"And..." Felix adds slowly, not because he thinks Scorpius won't get it, but because he is having trouble parsing it out himself, "it sounds like a very heavy responsibility to bear."

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Shrug. "Maybe so but it's one I picked myself, blame my mother for anything else but at least give me credit for that."

Here's the alchemy lab, somehow even darker than the workshop! Fun.

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Fenris holds up the light and pushes it to go brighter. "I wonder if mals think you smell bad or something."

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"Rude, he smells nice. And I will take the liberty to blame your mother, yes. Credit will be assigned at a later date according to your performance."

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