One thing that he prided himself on was that he had not been late to any class since his fourth year (the SORE training had really afffected him) so when he made his way to the duelling area and heard the Professor's telling them to hurry up he quickened his pace despite being on time.

As he entered, a feeling of guilt went over him as he remembered that he had nearly given Rylee a concussion by accident in this room and he scratched his arm before he nodded at the Professor, his blue eyes looking at the cauldron he was stirring with a hint of curiousity. But like always he did not bother asking what ir was. He disliked it when someone would ask a question which would be answered later anyway. No patience some had. "Despite the circumstances, i hope you're doing well, Professor" he said with a small smile before he found himself a working station to stand behind.