Minerva was watching the Gnomes being cautious to stay away from them as much as she could. She remembered a time she actually felt sorry for the poor things and even if she still didn't like how wizards degnomed their gardens she understood it as well. It was obvious it didn't hurt them since they came back at her a few times in that lesson.

She jumped hearing a voice and turned, Mischa what was he doing here and why was she still alone. Where was the other student leaders. She mentally was aware of how quickly she could get her wand if he tried anything, but as she looked at him was..he.. smiling. "Oh.. yeah they can be. You really have to watch them at times." Just as she said it and her focus was on Mischa now still not trusting him she felt pain in her hand. "Oooouch" She mumbled a few words under her breath and looked down to one of the ones that had run from her when she had her wand out now nipping at her.

Shaking her hand she pulled her wand again. "Want to toss this one next?" She looked at her hand before making sure her focus went back to Mischa. He was seeming relaxed and nice, but she still didn't trust him. She knew what she saw even if others didn't believe her. "So I thought you never smiled." She gave him a tight smirk of her own.