Professor Blade sat at his desk, quill in hand, deeply focused as he marked through a stack of essays. His usually stern expression was softened slightly by the concentration etched into his features. He barely glanced up as students began filtering into the room, though a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
“Morning, all,” he greeted once the last of them had settled into their seats. Setting his quill aside, he stood with a quiet, deliberate motion, his dark robes whispering against the floor.
“There’ll be no formal lesson today. Use this time for quiet study—either here or in the library, your choice.” He waved his wand, and a piece of parchment floated through the air, landing neatly on the desk nearest the front.
“Make sure you sign your name so I can mark who was present. I’ll be here for the entire lesson if you need help with anything. Otherwise, study what you will. Once the hour is up, you may go.”
With that, Professor Blade sat back down, returning to his grading, though he remained attentive, offering quiet assistance to any student who approached.
“Morning, all,” he greeted once the last of them had settled into their seats. Setting his quill aside, he stood with a quiet, deliberate motion, his dark robes whispering against the floor.
“There’ll be no formal lesson today. Use this time for quiet study—either here or in the library, your choice.” He waved his wand, and a piece of parchment floated through the air, landing neatly on the desk nearest the front.
“Make sure you sign your name so I can mark who was present. I’ll be here for the entire lesson if you need help with anything. Otherwise, study what you will. Once the hour is up, you may go.”
With that, Professor Blade sat back down, returning to his grading, though he remained attentive, offering quiet assistance to any student who approached.