Everyone that entered got a grim smile and a nod. Grim because it wasn't exactly a happy occasion, now was it? A student was dead, thanks to his own stupidity of not remembering what foribben meant, but still. Definitely not a reason to be hopping around like som...........

"Holy......!" And ouch! Why was this mat suddenly a desk?! That Heather had immediately thrown herself out of and crawled behind, bumping her knee and whipping out her wand on the way. "Protego! Confundo!" The spells were out of her mouth before she realized what happened. And she had probably just angered the Headmistress more. Granted, she really hadn't expected anyone to do that. As she had thought earlier, that was just cruel considering what had happened. But apparently, the Headmistress' goal was to teach them paranoia. Message received.

She pulled herself back out of the floor and slipped back into her desk. "Sorry, Headmistress." Please don't put her in detention.....?

And now they were being asked what they had done wrong on entering the room. Heather raised her hand before speaking, not wanting to provoke the Headmistress further. "Not practicing 'constant vigilance'. Assuming the room was safe just because the only person I saw was a fellow student. Not checking for invisible people." And apparently, trusting the Headmistress to not scare the crap out of them after what happened. Sigh. Obviously not having DADA lessons all term had made them all soft.

Now she had a question. Where was Professor Romanos?