Cam was excited for the first DADA lesson and curiously wondered what they were going to do. Fight off werewolves? Attack dragons? Learn the most complicated spell in the book? Err--maybe not but whatever, he needed to learn this stuff for uh, well, future stuff he was possibly going to do? Possibly. But he sure wished they weren't going to do something booooring as learning the safeties and all. Who cared about safety anyways?! This was DADA. And hopefully, there was no safety. There was only going to be chaos and danger and EVEN MOAAAARRR CHAOS.

BWAHAHAHAHAHA... Oh. Right.

He opened up the door and noticed an adult doood standing there in front of the room. Who the heck was he? Wait. So that creeeepy Kazi really did stop teaching DADA?! OMG OMG OMG. That was totally a relief. That old man had a backbone, not literally, but people could make feaaar of him from just those old eyes of his. And his old nose. And his old mouth. And his whole ancient body. So Cam was reaaallly relieved that old man wasn't teaching this class anymore--Potions for him was fine--but ... still... who wanted to see Kazi with a wand in his hand? That was like... that was scary.

"Hiiii Professah," and because he didn't have any bags or basically anything at all because of the flood, just got out his wand from his side pocket and took a seat. Oh thank Merlin's booger that his wand wasn't drowned or keeled. His wand; it was basically the most important asset in his whole entire wizard life.

He soon took a seat after and waited for the class to begin.