Jim raised his eyebrows. And that was why people were just rushing around like sheep, being idiots and getting underfoot?

"Have you read anything at all about that Borr guy? You know he used to be a caretaker right? Pick up trash and all? Here at Hogwarts even. And then there was some whole ministry regime thing and actually theres been a few of those and every time he's involved? And that cult thing, he's part of that too, so I've heard. The bit I want to know is why anyone would bother doing whatever it is he says, like bloody sheep, and not even question it. Well, I don't know what this journal business is but I'm not wasting my NEWT year on forward rolls and stretching or bloody meditation. Not for DADA. Meditation is a Runes thing, or maybe Divination at a stretch." Jim shook his head. No way.

"If you want to waste your time, thats up to you Kyle, but honestly, from what I've read, the guy's a joke and every time he's supposedly teaching a class at Hogwarts, nobody learns anything at all except for how narcissistic and mad the man is. And right now? That whole thing about him being the acting minister of magic? Well, thats a joke too. He's a figurehead. A puppet for that cult. I might not be into politics and junk, but I keep up with things. My cousin works at the Daily Prophet, and I hear stuff. But me, I'm not gonna waste my time with anything that man thinks we oughta know. But you're welcome to join us if you want to learn and practice something real because as long as Borr is supposedly the professor for Defense against the Dark Arts, nobody's gonna learn a single relevant thing unless they teach themselves or find someone that will." He finished seriously, confidently.