He shouldn't be, but he was nervous. Nervous as ever. He had no idea how he could forget to study for this final when Quidditch was nowhere around. It was just...awful. Can you imagine if Quidditch had happened this year? He probably wouldn't have made it to any classroom.

Either way, Zookara startled him when he practically yelled 'NOW', and the boy breathed in and out for focus. Good. Because he didn't need to be unfocused for this part.

Taking the parchment he started to write down whatever answer came to his mind. And when we say 'whatever', we mean...whatever. After he was done, he placed the paper on Ducks' desk and followed the path through the door with a small smile.