Third Years - Second Lesson

[Doctor Florence Nettle]

The Doctor was sat at his desk with his head in his hands. Most people would assume this meant he was annoyed but if he was honest it mostly just meant that he was thinking about something really hard. He'd been thinking on the problem throughout the day, through all of his lessons and his position hadn't much changed. As soon as the lesson was over he went back to his desk and assumed this brooding position for thought.

[Annika Bauermeister]

Walking to runes with thoughts of the tournament running through her head Annika almost missed the door to the underground classroom. She had really enjoyed the two tests she had been able to watch. Rooting of course for Durmstrang, her heart still went out to the Hogwart students. They were so far from home and family it must be terribly difficult for them.

Going down the steps she noticed that the room was not quite as well lit as before. Then she noticed the professor sitting at the desk with his head in his hands. It surprised her to see him so silent. He was usually so upbeat.

"Sir, are you alright? Is anything wrong?" she asked approaching the desk.