Why would there not be any desks?? Where on earth was Blake suppose to put his stuff ... on the ground he guessed. Taking a deep breath and set his bag on the ground. That's when he noticed the targets.

His pulse quickened a bit ... what would they be doing with targets??? The anticipation was unnerving! He was ready for class to begin. Smiling at the Professor's and then contemplating his answer. "Well you could end up saying the wrong spell all together, and causing series harm if there is anyone around you.".