Character: Sardanapal Chernomorov

Barely even waited for the storm, I sat on the sofa jet and flew to Leopold Grotter.
- You flew on a jet sofa?
Chernomorov was embarrassed. However, it is impossible to tell that very much.
- Yes, I understand what you're saying: some of the students, especially the "dark", could see me and raise a laugh. Another would be: academician, laureate of the Magic Suspenders, head of the legendary Tibidox flies on the tattered sofa with plucked chicken wings... the Sofa, from which copper springs stick out... it Was late and nobody saw me... and from where? Unless someone would look out the window, hearing only a little rumble... M-m... I haven't even crashed into the stained glass of the Hall of Two Elements, and if the glass and showered, then from time to time... after All, it was seven hundred years...
"Nightmare! And I thought the stained glass was broken by lightning!" thought Medusa.
At first I wanted to use carpet, but to go on the carpet in such humid conditions would be a disaster, or if moles. And then jet the sofa almost one and a half times faster... Well, about the boots, I did not say. Since then, as they are jinxed, precision landing, they have almost twenty miles... Of course, I could take a MOP with a propeller or a flying vacuum cleaner, but you know perfectly well that they are uncomfortable. During long flights numb back, and the lack of trunk bothers to take even the slightest load.
The dark creature studies teacher sighed quietly. For eccentricities of academician Sardanapal in Tibidox used. He could, mistaking the era to come to school in a Roman toga, or to ignite by mistake someone's ear wax, mixed it with sulfur chemical. And what about that incident with the guest from Bald mountain, when the Professor put him to sleep for three months after accidentally reading him instead of a welcome speech squirrel's hibernation spell? But whatever you say, and yet he was the greatest magician since Drevnira.