This was the class Tobias was definitely curious to get started with. Ever since he was a little kid he'd been read all kinds of stories and the best ones were the ones with potions in them. Potions that could do ANYTHING. And it seemed like a much easier thing to grasp than the magicky class in his uninformed opinion because surely it was just throwing the ingredients together. Like... cooking! Or at the very least it was like the science experiments he'd never been allowed to try in school... for some bizarre reason.

With a smile on his face, and almost as though he was literally BUZZING with energy (which of course he was), Tobias strode into the potions classroom along with the many other students.

As he found a seat that wasn't too close to the other students already sitting (he was annoying when forced to sit down for a long time, and wasn't sure how many people had realised that yet), Tobias took in the sight of the teacher. "Hello Mis-" Tobias broke off. No wait, they didn't seem to call the female teachers here 'miss', did they? They said 'sir' but not 'miss'. That was going to be a hard habit to break. "Err... Professor!" Yes, that was it!

He continued with his happy-go-lucky grin as he sat down and waited for the class to start, dumping his bag on the floor under the desk.

And already he was fidgeting; twiddling a spare quill around in his hands and swinging his feet slightly as a way of releasing some energy. He would pay attention all the way through the lesson today. Tobias was determined.