Themea arched an eyebrow at the interesting comment. "And what makes you think I am one of your pupils?" He realized he was being a little brash. "That is to say, you do assume that I am unskilled by calling me 'pupil'. Personally I prefer the term 'student'. For one, I am not your personal student. I am a member of the whole," he corrected while straightening himself. "I shall not then ask for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me. As for assistance, I have always sought to become the best that I can. To improve myself. Mostly in the art of combat. To speak truthfully, I am looking for one, such as yourself to help me further that goal. Personally, I had hoped to see Headmistriss Rae as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, for she truly was skilled." Themea stopped himself and placed a hand over his mouth. "I do realize that I may come across as conceited, but I am not unskilled. I do look forward to your classes, but what I really look forward to, is the opportunity to face a truly challenging opponent. I would like that person to be you." Themea ran over what he said in his mind. What am I selling a used car? he thought to himself. But he knew, that he more than likely struck two chords within in this man. First, his pride. Themea demeaned the professor. Second, also his pride but Themea overlooked that point. He figured that this professor would try to teach him a lesson. A lesson the professor would never forget.