Sigh. Charms.
He HATED Charms, like, seriously. But he'd never miss an opportunity to be in or near the Forbidden Forest, though, he could skip the Acromantulas anytime, never mind how fun the memories were.
That's why his face held a bored expression, because of the subject of the lesson. Yes, there was fire, and he LOVED fire very much, it reminded him of Fletcher for some reason, but this was NO Divination, so, yes, no excitement.
"Evening, Professor," he said, taking the closest seat available to the Forbidden Forest.
He narrowed his eyes at the cat, a bit, only a bit. Was he
trying to be cool like Mr. Stryker? Because he won't succeed. Only one cooler than Stryker...was...yeah...never mind.