Lesson One - Third Years

[Raven 'The Sweeney' Drake]

Raven sat down behind her desk, trying to look as imperious as possible. It was working too, or she thought it was anyway. She wasn't quite about to summon a mirror in front of herself just to check to see if she was giving the right impression to the students, one of a stern, but mentally stable, professor. Perhaps they already thought that about her but she was not about to leave that up to chance. She was going to do everything she could to look as stern as possible simply because it would be good if she did, the students would pay much more attention with a teacher who looked like she would scold them severely.

With that it mind she cleared her throat and waited for her class to arrive.