Cadawalader watched with a hint of satisfaction as the groundskeeper finally acknowledged the potential threat of the infested dittany. It was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. He allowed himself a brief, tight-lipped smile, satisfied with having asserted his superiority once again.

As the groundskeeper made his departure, Cad nodded curtly in acknowledgment. "Indeed, I have no desire for such nuisances," he responded, his tone cool and detached. He watched as Copper gathered his belongings, ready to continue with his menial tasks elsewhere.

"Very well. I bid you good evening," Cad said, his voice devoid of warmth or genuine concern. He turned his attention back to his own pursuits, dismissing the groundskeeper from his thoughts. After all, there were far more important matters for him to attend to than a mere encounter with a lowly staff member.

With that, Cadawalader resumed his studies, leaving the groundskeeper behind, a fleeting figure in the grand scheme of his ambitions.