Vickers, who by now had clearly remembered the proceedings of their last Potions class, sat quietly on the opposite corner of the classroom from where he usually sat. He was still feeling bad from the humiliation tasks last time, and decided to just sit here, take down his notes, hopefully get to complete whatever it was they would be doing today and get out expeditiously.

But the Professor starts off with something pretty open ended....Potions questions? Like literally the concoction or is it the subject matter they covered during the term? He shifted those icy blue glare gaze away when a question popped in his head. Well there was something he's been wanting to know...

Up goes the hand and the piercing blue gaze "Are you planning to use those Plimpy parts for our class anytime soon Professor? Or have they been...dispatched?" for galleons he means of course.