Kevin IGNORED the lint roller outside of the door and instead WALKED in to the classroom. He again IGNORED looking around to see what the class would look like and WALKED passed the students who were already there. Instead, he went straight to where the Professor was and when he stood in front of him he crossed his arms over each other.

"REALLY?!" He shouted. "THIS?! REALLY?!" He pointed to his forehead. The bold letters of his appointment for the duel with this man was still written on it no matter how much he tried scrubbing his forehead. He had found out when he looked in the mirror last night. Apparently none of the others had told him, stupid people... He had tried scrubbing it off with soap and warm water, had NOT tried a spell though, he was afraid he would grow hair out of his forehead if he tried something he did not know... also he did not ask for a potion... He was 100% sure that if he asked the Potions Professor for help he would poision him... just for fun. So no way.

So now he still had the ridiculous writing on his forehead...and EVERYONE who knew how to read backwards would know about their duel...what if he lost? He didn't want to lose in front of a group of people! He turned his gaze at the Professor again and REFUSED to walk away until he had a decent answer.