Lesson Two - Sixth Years

[Viktor Nickel]

Viktor sighed in annoyance as he stepped into his classroom and moved over to his desk. He dropped the large stack of papers onto his desk and gave them a dirty look, as if they were capable of feeling his glare. After a few seconds he gave up and merely sank into his chair. Taking out a fountain pen, the only type of pen that worked in Durmstrang, The Doctor began to tedious task of paperwork. All instructors had more paperwork than they could shake a stick at and he was no exception.

[Vladimir Wazowski]

Vlad sighed a little bit as he hurried along to her lesson. He was having more and more trouble trying to lead both a fulfilling social life and a successful school life. It seemed to him that the two lives tended to work against each other at every conceivable opportunity. He hoped it wasn't the same for everybody otherwise he wouldn't be the only one missing out on sleep.

As he entered the classroom he hurried to his desk and smiled as he sat down,

"Morning professor."