We were all in Crowley office looking at him sighing at bit when grim chimney in. "Hey, Headmage, what's the deal? What does fightin' ghosts got to do with blot?" Crowley chuckles when listening to him. "Direct your attention to the magestone on your collar, Mr. Grim." He said. Grim saw his wand as he jump. "Myah?! My magestone looks all grungy now....MYAH?! It won't rub off!

Crowley chuckles a bit. "Precisely, That inky black stain is the byproduct of spellcasting known as "blot."" He said. Deuce jump as well. "There's some grime on my magical pen, too!" He said surprise. Grim looks at his oen still. "Ewww! This is capital. G-Gross!" Abby jump in. "Is there some way to get rid of it?" She asked.

Crowley nods his head. "Yeah of course." Grim tolt his head. "Like some kinda special soap or somethin'?" He asked. Crowley shaked his head no when he looked at us with his mouth ready to answer his question.

"With sufficient rest, blot will vanish from your magestone. This is why a magestone is so valuable to magic users. Not only does it aid your casting, it also serves as a lightning rod of sorts, to prevent blot from accumulating within the caster." He explains more again.

Deuce nods his head understanding what he meant. "I see. So when our magestones start to get cloudy, that means it's time for us to ease off." Crowley nods his head correctly. "Correct. Eat well and get plenty of sleep, and most of the blot will clear away." He said.

Grim nods his head understanding what he meant. "Gotcha, So when I become an even greater mage, I'll be able to fire off spells left and right! Pa-PEW! After all, I do plenty of sleepin' and eatin'." He said.

Crowley stares at them. "People vary greatly in their capacity for magic. However, save for a few key exceptions, there is little variance in most mages' tolerance for blot." He said. Grim tilt his head. "What's that mean?" He asked.

"In essence, it means that those who have a great capacity for magic must be meticulous in their efforts to avoid accumulating blot. Like Mr. Rosehearts, for instance." Crowley explains.

Ace nods his head understanding. "So folks who know their way around magic gotta lay off once in a while. Seems simple enough." He said. "Correct. That said, it isn't anything that mages at YOUR level need to worry about. How very fortunate for you!" Crowley said cheerfully.

Ace states at him a bit annoyed. "I.guess that's only kind of an insult?" He said. Grim cross his arms. "Anyway, I think i get it. Use magic, get blot. Blot bad. Sleep and food good. But is that really all it took to make Riddle activate berserker mode?" He said.

Crowley nods his head. "The accumulation of blot is significantly affected by the sorcerer's mental state. Anger, fear, panic, sorrow.....Harboring those sorts of negative energies hastens the accumulation of blot by a significant degree. This, in turn, leads to the dreadful state known as "overblot."" He explains.

Deuce listens. "Negative energy? Interesting....." he said. Crowley nods his head. "Do you recall the giant shadow that appeared behind Mr. Roshehearts? Such manifestations are believed to be the result of a fusion between blot and negative energies. I'm afraid that's the extent of what current studies have revealed to us, however. There remain many mysteries surrounding overblot. After all, there are not many opportunities for study and observation."

Ace agrees. "Let's hope it's stays that way!" He said. Crowley agreed. "It is fortunate that we were able to snap Mr. Rosehearts out of it so quickly. If that had been allowed to continue..... AAAH! It is a prospect too terrifying to consider!" He yelled.

Grim got scared from it. "GAH! W-what's your problem?!
Yellin' outta the blue like that!" He said surprise. Crowley clear his throat. "Forgive me. I lost my composure. In summary, the use of magic is always accompanied by a certain degree of risk. And I expect you all to keep that in mind.....except aoi." He said. Abby jump when she murmured to herself. The other three said 'yes sir.' to him.

Crowley smiled at us. "Thus concludes your special lesson from the headmage himself! How wonderfully kind of me.
Now, back to your classrooms with you." Abby looks at him. "So have you found a way to send me home?" She asked.

Abby saw his eyes widened remembering about that. "Ahhh, yes... I meant to send Abby home. Right, right. I have been diligently searching for one, of course. I have certainly not forgotten! It is merely that l've been quite busy of late." He murmured to himself. Grim notice it. "Your eyes got all shifty all of a sudden."

Crowley jolted when grim notice his eyes. "I-I'm certainly not lying! The October interdorm Spelldrive tournament is consuming a great deal of my attention at the moment! In fact, I've a meeting with the assembled housewardens immediately after this." He explained his reasoning about something else. Grim tilt his head confused. "What's a "Spelldrive tournament".....?" He asked Crowley.