Sierra just stared at the lump on the ground known as the Astronomy professor. Was he dead? Probably. Astronomy was looking to be a cursed position after all. Thank Merlin her mother taught Potions. Sierra eyed the man, wondering what had taken him out. It couldn't have been the plant. It'd been destroyed last school year.

So what was it then?

She thought about shooting a couple of spells his way just to be sure he was out, but she knew she'd get in trouble for that. 'Casting on a professor' surely wasn't a list of qualifications she wanted on any job application. So instead, she just continued to stare at him, waiting for something to happen.