Adrienne simply sat and looked at the Professor. She still had a chip on her shoulder from how cold he was in detention. Doing his job or not, she still had a grudge. Adrienne heaved a sigh and started to take notes.
Then a thought popped into her head. She raised her hand. "Professor, why would anyone even need a hair-raising potion?" She couldn't help letting a little sarcasm slip ionto her voice. She hoped he wouldn't pick up on it.
'Way to go, Addy. Get the Professor ticked off at you. Wonderful.' She thought. 'But he was so cold in detention. ' a voice argued. 'Doing. His. Job. He's not your friend and he doesn't owe you anything. You were IN TROUBLE.' she retaliated. 'But I did nothing to HIM.' Her voice of reason was not going to win this. Adrienne sighed again and waited for the Professor to respond.