This was a very uncomfortable class. Eino was only here because, well, it was a class, but he had no intention to take a dance OWL or a dance NEWT, if such thing exist, which he doubted it did. However, Lord Borr was behind this so maybe he would make it a requirement for students to take dance OWLs and NEWTs next. Who knows. Eino was in a corner, comfortably hidden by a large number of students. He didn't expect this class to be so full, in fact he had expect the opposite, but this was better. Much better. Now all he had to do was... Well, he didn't really know. He just hoped there was no practical portion to this class, although that seemed unlikely.

Questions? Questions were good, he could answer questions and not embarrass himself entirely. He raised his hand. "I do not possess any special dancing skills, but I must admit I am quite good at doing the hippogriff, the horntail sway," which consisted of shaking his booty, but he wasn't very good at it, he just thought he was, "and the sneakoscope," in which he just spun around in circles, with his arms extended, his head tilted back, and making weird noises. Some people did the sneakoscope with the banshee shriek, but Eino didn't want to look silly. That was it for his dancing resume.