The smile that had literally grown on Trixie's face as soon as she saw a new lesson had been scheduled, had grown even larger now that the lesson was actually starting. She may sound like a complete swot, but that was what you came to school for, to learn, and Trix was certainly willing to do so. Which explained why the Blonde had a skip in her step as she entered the DADA classroom whilst glancing round.

"Hello Prof..." Wait was it Professor or Headmaster? See now these were the things Trixie's mind could no comprehend, what it was she was supposed to call her new DADA teacher. Now that Truebridge had left *Sniff* the students had unexpectedly gained Tate as their professor. Which was amazing and yet slightly nerve wracking. "...fessor" the Slytherin continued. Should she add on Headmaster Tate as well? Just for good measures you know.

"It's great to be back, hows life treating you?" What kind of a question was that? Now she was just making random polite conversation in the middle of a lesson. You know what? She was just gonna be quiet now. The sixth year shuffled her way towards the front end of the classroom not wanting to ruin any of this chalk artwork going on, waiting for anyone she knew to come along.