The last Gryffindor to enter the class got a smile and a nod, too, before Botros closed the door behind her and walked up to his desk but continued to stand up. "Good day again to all of you." He hoped they weren't distracted or troubled much by those recent--uhh-- incidents. "In our first lesson this term, we discussed the Runic alphabets, their development and usage as a whole group of letters. Then we learned how to carve the shape of runes preserving their magical energy, using our wands." Quick review, and he was smart enough not to surprise them with a quiz this early in the morning. "Today we'll focus on Runic scripts a little more." Not on the alphabets they were written with. The actual scripts. "And please stop proding the tools on your desks. They may not be harmful to your skin, but that doesn't mean it's okay to poke them." He didn't have ten eyes to keep on every one of them.

"Who can tell me what they know about Runic scripts? How are they written? Where can we find them? What did some say or mean?" Anything, really. Botros leaned forward on his cane and waited.