Let it be known that Lucas Choi did NOT like getting in trouble. So when he had first entered the scene and noticed they had assigned...logs? He found his immediately as he greeted the professor. So stern.

Like, reminded him of his parents stern.

So he at least knew he could handle it. It wasn't much different than being home. It just felt funny when the stern person wasn't your mum or dad...but a stranger. He found he didn't like it, and it left a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. He had always been lousy with the theory part of Divination, so when the professor guy asked the question...and Lucas didn't know the answer...he kept quiet, at least at first. Plus they were SO many other smart people in class. Like Jessa. She was always smart, wasn't she? And poor Maxton looked exhausted....ugh. Lucas was glad he didn't have to do any pushups or..anything. At least he knew how to do them, yeah? He shifted uncomfortably on his....log, and raised his hand. "Well, there's a bunch of different KINDS of pyromancies, I think, and that could affect the accuracy of using it. Because how can something inconsistent produce consistent results?" Wasn't there a kind that used salt...another that used plants and another that focused on the smoke...yada yada YADA. That was the best Lucas had at the moment.