The unconscious student incident

Last afternoon, I went on one of my usual rounds through the House of Knowledge (HoK) I’m in charge of, looking for people I could shush or harass.
When I reached the history section, I found an unconscious Imp lying between the shelves. I know what you’re thinking: Oh my, what happened to the poor sod?
Relax, this sort of thing unfortunately happens quite regularly in a HoK. You see, when one tries to unlock a memory stone but lacks the necessary magical power, it might happen that one’s mind gets locked into the stone. Young Imps often overestimate their abilities and as a result they litter my floors and I have to deal with them. Which means I have to unlock the stone that they got themselves sucked into.
Apart from annoying me immensely, that’s unhealthy. It’s not good to unlock too many memory stones – too much knowledge in one’s brain leads to insanity and I’m already crazy enough, thank you very much!
Anyway, when I picked up the stone, the student had tried to unlock, I saw that it was one I had unlocked before, so at least I wouldn’t have to worry about overloading my brain.
I plunked my ass down next to the prone body and put my right hand on his head while holding the stone with the left. As it was only a level two stone, it took me no more than five minutes to unlock it and funnel the student’s mind through me and into his own head. I shuddered when he went through me. Imagine a wet handkerchief entering your brain through the left ear and then exiting through the right and you will know what I felt.
I hate that feeling, it makes me grumpy, but then that’s why I have a detention room. So that I can let out my bad mood on those who caused it. So, as soon as the student was up again, I brought him to the detention room, all the while coming up with a good punishment.
I made him fill a big vase with raindrops he had to create himself. What he didn’t know was that I used my power to hinder the cloud he was creating from getting any bigger than his head, thereby making sure that it would take ages to fill that vase.
Mean? - Maybe
Fun to watch? - Most definitely.

The dropped stone incident

Clumsy assistants are a pain in the backside, I tell you. Especially when you’re working with memory stones. Generally I prefer memory stones over the books I have in my House of Knowledge (HoK), they’re smaller, lighter and you can use them as often as you like without them showing any signs of wear.
Anyway, I have this new assistant, Shek, and I told him at least a trillion times to be careful when helping me shelving memory stones. I must have spoken in the wrong language or something, because it obviously was to no avail.
Just a few minutes after we had started, the idiot dropped a stone. Of course, he didn’t just let it slip from his hand to the carpeted floor, nooo, he stood on a ladder at the time and the stone hit one of the shelves when it dropped. Naturally, the stone broke, setting free the magic that lived inside the powerful level three stone.
The wave of magic hit us both and we were both whacked back. Him all the way through the aisle and me right into the shelve behind me. I hit my head quite painfully but managed to get around quickly enough to save the wobbling shelf from toppling over and creating a horrendous chain reaction.
When I turned around, Shek was still lying on the floor. After all he was not a powerful Imp at all, which meant that a magical wave of the size we just experienced was much harder on him than on me. Served him right, I say.
I swallowed the urge to kick him for his clumsiness. See how nice I am? Instead I knelt down next to him and patted his cheek until he came around again.
“And that’s why you handle memory stones carefully,” I told him, spacing out the words carefully firstly because he still looked woozy, secondly because I was hoping that it might help my admonishment to sink in this time.