After listening to the entire story, she felt more connected to the school. It was their history, her history, even if she hadn't been a direct part of it. But, how to reenact it? She wasn't sure what she would have done. It's far easier to guess how you would react to a situation than to really be in one.


She turned to Ronan "Why couldn't the younger students help? We can do more than hide."

Turning back to the front she put up her hand "Sir, I think that if it were to happen again, or something like it, we should all fight! We all have wands, and if we can't use those, we have fists." She clinched her fists as if she was about to punch someone. "First thing would to be to make sure your dorm mates were awake and armed. No one is any help if they are asleep. Then meet in the common room to see if the head of house has any information. No need running off on the attack if you don't have any idea what you are attacking."

She shook her head "I don't feel it's the professors responsibility to protect the entire student body by themselves, not when we are able to help out. Also, wouldn't the house elves help too?"

So much was running through her mind at once that she was having a hard time focusing her answers. She wanted to pull out a large piece of parchment to start making battle plans. It was always easier for her to see things when they were drawn out.