Hearing Professor ask if he was well he nodded, and assumed the lesson was about to begin. Grabbing his notebook and pen, he still wasn’t a fan of quills, they felt odd in his hand. Patrick’s head snapped up. His decree won. “I’ll be dipped.” he mumbled under his breath. He wanted casual Friday’s because he was always so tired of wearing his sweater and slacks by then. To get that kind of decree passed, he was going to become a legend at Hogwarts.

“Wow, thanks Professor.” his cheeks tinted a bit hoping that not many students would draw attention to him.

Listening closer for the first question, Patrick had more of a muggle writer he loved. On the one hand he really loved poetry, and Shel Silverstein was one of his favorites. But man, could Rick Riordan write a good book about the gods. Raising his hand he waited to be called on. “I would have to say Rick Riordan, he writes about Demi gods and its interesting to see a muggle write about the magical beings out in the world so casually. The muggles don’t even know those kinds of creatures exist.”