Third Years, Lesson Six

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.

 

[Henri Fontaine]

Henri walked into the charms classroom and nodded, all they were doing was revising. He could do that. He opened his books and just got to work, going over what they'd learnt in the year.

 

[Autumn Owens-Rosemary]

Autumn was glad that the semester was coming to an end as she really wanted to go back home. She had enough of listening to lectures and felt as though she was wasting her time at Hogwarts doing nothing but whatever the professor told her to. As the Slytherin entered the Charms classroom, she smiled as the professor announced it would just be a study and practice lesson. The professor was a little more cold this lesson and Autumn wondered what was wrong with her, but simply just shrugged, not wanting to stick her nose into business that wasn't hers. When the lesson finished, she headed straight to her next class.