Jace bowed his head ever so slightly, unsure whether or not he should be happy about the professor’s reaction? It was great to hear that his answer was a good one, and probably unique in a way, but he was also guilty somehow, because it was exactly the spell he accidentally used on the Headmistress while fighting off the blasted Hag’s familiar.

Jace kept quiet, and listened to the professor’s speech, as well as his instruction to split up into four groups. The Ravenclaw looked around, unsure where to put himself. One thing is for sure though; he’d go for the defense. He was rather unsure of his offensive spells now, so maybe deflecting offensive spells might teach him a thing or two about control.

Jace stood up...and allowed his feet to drag him towards a section of the platform that is currently empty.

The lone first year stood at his territory...and waited if someone’s up to join him.