Sarah let her hair fall in front of her face grimacing as the professor, naturally, had to make a snarky comment about her naivete about most things that went on around here.

The dark arts? That was what Professor Glass was made of. Yup. Instead of sugar, spice, and everything nice, this professor was made up of sharp implements, severed baby heads, and stepped on puppies.

She raised her hand silently, not entirely willing to talk to this woman much, but wanting to see if she was right or cold possibly earn points for her poor house. "Dark arts are spells intended to harm something or something, sometimes used in defense." I think.

She knew pretty much nothing about the dark arts, but if they're dark then they're probably used for harming things, right?