Lesson One - Sixth Years

[Doctor Florence Nettle]

The Doctor frowned a little bit as he sat down behind his desk, trailing his fingers along the wood to feel it, to admire the tecture of it. There were a few marks on the wood that he didn't actually recognise. Perhaps the clearner had hit it when working during the summer? He didn't much care though. The marks would add character to it, making the whole desk more of a part of the room than a piece of frunature.

He chuckled lightly to himself as he moved round to sit in his chair, resting his arms on the desk itself.

[Lucian Ciero]

Lucian actually found that being back at the school was more relaxing than his holiday outside of it had been. After all, being summoned by some British kid was never fun. And the summonings seemed to come at the worst possible time too. He'd been having a lot of fun when the kid had summoned him.

He just hoped that he would go through the lesson without being summoned and transported halfway across the world. It was annoying enough trying to keep up with the homework when he was in the lessons, let alone being beamed out of them. He sat down with a sigh and a grunt of acknowledgement for the professor.

[Vladimir Wazowski]

Vlad rolled his neck to work out the kinks in it as he yawned and made his way to his lesson. He was a little bit tired at having woken up four hours before the lesson had been due to start but the main reason he was tired was that for two of those hours he'd been exercising, running from the school's front door to it's outer wall and back again.

More than a little sore from his work out, Vlad winced when he sat down in his chair before smiling. Just meant it was going well,

"Morning professor."

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