Strand of dark hair wrapped around her finger, she listened to the Headmaster respond to the students. He seemed wise. Much more than just a pretty face. She might learn something in this class after all, though not so much in this lesson.

This lesson was more like a review of all she had learned at Durmstrang. She would be attending the others though.

Her eyes settling on each student as they gave a response, she let them wonder over to the boy who tapped Danika's shoulder. Oh. The hottie from the feast.

Sandra didn't flirt in class, especially not in defense. But she did like this one. A small smirk formed and she nodded her head in agreement. She would meet him later.

Letting her eyes linger on him a bit longer, she turned her full attention back to the lesson. Amusing these answers were.