 Wowza!
As always, Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons felt very much like going to war. Not that Levi had any point of reference whatsoever on how going to war actually felt like, but. The important part was that while that mostly everyone in the room seemed to be brimming with excitement, the fifth year was already frowning in concentration before the lesson even started.
"Hullo, Professor Hirsch," the boy greeted very solemnly, as he retrieved one of the music boxes (???) and occupied one of the mats at the very back of the classroom. Levi made point of not looking at anyone; the less distractions the better.
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