Potions Lesson One - Second Years

[Raven 'The Sweeney' Drake]

Raven tapped the metal of her razor on the harsh wood of her desk, of course there were already many different slashes and gashes in the wood because of the treatement that she had given the desk over the course of the years that she had been teaching at Durmstrang, the various stabs and cuts she had dealt it.

Flicking her eyes up to the door, she waited to see if there would be any students coming through the door on time, maybe they would finally arrive in the classroom and she could begin the lesson, however, she knew from experience that this was not likely to happen.

Scratched on the board was the lesson plan for today, Ravens fingers still bleeding at the nails from where she had scratched it on herself, sucking some of the blood off her palm, Raven smirked wickedly.

'Photograph Potion'