"I most certainly am, Professor!" The blonde beamed at the man. Dimpled smile, though? UGH. He was lovely. His face was heaven-sent. "And I hope you're doing well, too!" How was Miss Laughing-Woman-On-Poster? Was she still stuck onto his office door? Why was Professor Hirsch so beautiful? She had millions of questions she'd like to us, but class had to start.

Mummy. Zombie. Inferi. Not of them sounded appealing! She didn't want to deal with any of those. They all seemed icky and just... no. Definitely no.

Which one would you face and try to defeat?

Vivian couldn't help it. She felt an urge to continue the question with something unrelated to Defense Against the Dark Arts. The Slytherin fought it but then... she couldn't help it. "Let's get down to business... to defeat the Huns! HYAAAA!" She blurted it out, and then turned red after singing the line. Meep. "What I meant to say, Professor, is that... none of them seem like the better option to defeat since they're all going to try and put up a fight with me, which may lead to ruining my hair. I'd probably just climb up a tree or y'know, go back to where I came." HEH. What a save.