My very first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. I wonder if this will be more theoretical or if we will actually be practicing against one another. Oh gosh, I'm gonna vomit. I don't know if I can handle this.

Such were the thoughts rattling around Carsyn's brain as she walked out to the lake. She saw the collection of purple mats on the ground and the professor sitting at the front. This Professor looked pleasant enough. In fact, she looked positively delightful compared to some of the previous professors Carsyn had encountered. Carsyn returned her smile and greeted her with a bit more confidence in her tone than she was accustomed to expressing, "Good afternoon, Professor Romanos. May I take a seat anywhere?"