Salazar was not entirely sure that he trusted this Trent fellow. Actually, no...he was positively sure he didn't trust him. So his visit to the defense lesson today was two-fold. One - he was going to see how these students fared in a duelling situation. Two - he wanted to see how Trent commanded his student body. It should hopefully give him lots of insight in to how helpful the man was.

Aside from the sound of his footsteps and the sound of the door opening, Salazar didn't make a peep as he walked into the class, heading straight up to the front of the room. "Duelling...smart lesson choice. Very smart," he commented to the Headmaster as he took a spot next to him, crossing his arms and looking thoughtfully out at the groups as they worked in their pairs. As always, Salazar acted like he belonged there without question, standing tall and confident.

Obviously, he was here to help. Encourage. All that stuff. But he wasn't going to be stretching and making a fool of himself like Trent.