Sophie could not believe that the Headmaster had been so curt with his own son. She snuck a look at the junior Trent as she went to grab her sack of stones. Thank goodness Headmaster Trent wasn't her dad. She felt sorry for him. Maybe she'd introduce herself later, when they were both safely away from the glowering Headmaster.

Sophie returned with her sack of stones to Ashley, the Ravenclaw first year. She tucked her bag safely inside her robes. "That sounds like a good plan," she said. "I really don't want detention." She was whispering in case the Headmaster was paying attention to them.

As Ashley pretended to take her bag, Sophie jumped back. Then she also pretended to try to take the Ravenclaw's sack by swiping at the sleeve of her robe where she saw she had hidden it. This first lesson was proving to be good for improving her acting skills but little else. What was the Headmaster thinking? She didn't see the point of this activity at all. But she also didn't want to cross him. To be completely honest, he scared her a little bit.