Botros smiled and nodded at every sad student walking into the classroom, even those who were too sleepy to say anything got a smile and a nod from him.

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Originally Posted by Hera

Entering the class, Zeke opted to take the scenic route to his desk, bypassing Botros in the process. "Hello, Sir," he greeted firstly. No point in being rude. "So um... tell me something nobody but you would know about me." Go on, he knew he wanted to. Cue curious looks.

Some others were too awake for their own good. Botros blinked at the young boy, trying to find a reason for that question, but failed. "Uh you struggle with runes but I still give you good credit because I can see you try your best...?" That was the best Botros could do, was it good enough?

Anyway.

Now that the most students were settled in, he waved his wand at the door closing it gently and got up without moving around. He was find behind his desk. "Good morning all. I hope you all had something to eat before coming up here." He widened his smile and straightened up. "Today, we're doing something that is more craftship than runes." Not much theoretical background. "If you look under your seat, you'll find a plastic tray with paper, a piece of colorful fabric, a couple of candles, and a small bowl. But first..." He folded his hands on his sliiiiiiightly big belly. "... who knows what fire resembles in the Norse era?"