Drusilla enters the well organized office. First thing she notices is the pleasant scent of books. When Professor looks up from his parcment and motions with his hand to the chairs before his desk, Drusilla sits as is wished making a neat curtsey before doing so.

"I am Drusilla Black, a fourth year Slytherin student. I just wanted to wellcome You to Hogwarts, Professor Fox," she says politely. "Arithmancy is one of my favourite subjects, and judging by this well organized room, I´m sure You´ll be a skillfull teacher at this branch. I´m looking forward to your classes and hoping to learn a lot, as I have from your predecessors. We have had exellent Arithmancy Professors."

Looks at the Professor long enough to notice he looks like a respectable kind of oldish man, the kind with whom you´re not likely to get into trouble with as long as you behave yourself. Content with what she sees, Drusilla gets up, nods politely and heads to the door, as the professor seems to be a bit confused with all the students coming and going. He, of course, must have terribly lot to do before the classes start, Drusilla thinks to herself.