Lesson Three - Fourth Years

[Doctor Florence Nettle]

The Doctor sat behind his desk, his fingers steeped in front of his face as he sat there in deep thought about what he was going to do. The war was calming down and, as one of the leaders of the country, it would come down to him as to how the two countries would settle down peacefully. If it went wrong his country could be oppressed. It was a hell of a weight on his shoulders.

[Annika Bauermeister]

Entering the room, Annika could feel the stress and worry coming in waves from Professor Nettle. It seemed the longer she was at Durmstrang, and the more training she had as a wizard, the more she could feel the emotions of those around her. It was like something had awakened in her psyche and as much as she wanted it to stop, she couldn't control it. Smiling she said hello and took a seat near the front hoping to have another interesting lesson. In someways this professor was as unpredictable as her potions instructor, but never quite as frightening, and definately easy on the eyes.