No one goes through their life without some sort of confrontation? What kind of a statement was that? Was this professor saying that they were all going to be attacked at some point in their life? Why? Olly certainly hoped that nobody ever tried to attack him. But, well, if it did happen he supposed he should know what to do. Fine Mr. Handsome Professor.

He left his wand tucked safely away in his bag. He was not going to put it in a box up front thank you very much. Olly was so easily distracted that he very well might mix up his wand and accidentally take a different one. So he was not going to be taking any chances. With that taken care of, he moved out of his seat and to the front of the room. He stood in front of a dummy and narrowed his eyes at it. Like alright buddy, give me your best shot.

It started to advance. Olly wasted no time in performing his counterattack. He was shorter than the dummy, so he did not go for the face. He went for something easier for him to reach. With his knee. He thrust his knee up as hard as he could right into the dummy's groin. Whether or not the dummy was supposed to be a girl or a boy didn't matter. Either way, it stopped its attack and backed up a few paces. Oliver readied himself for a second attack.