Muggle scouts? She had no idea what the headmaster was referencing to. Muggles held no interest to Sandra.

After a few students gave their answers, she figured this was as good a time as any to chime in. Letting the strand of hair fall on her shoulders, she spared Fletcher an amused look before turning her gaze to Tate and raising her hand.

Water balloons. He was cute.

"Like some of your students have already stated, one should alvays be avare of their surroundings. If it is possible, you should get to knov your opponent and their style of dueling. Do they counter more than they defend? Defend more than attack?" Her eyes briefly flicked towards Fletcher. "It also would not be wise to put your trust in a crystal ball or predictions. The future is fickle, one simple action can prove said prediction wrong and cost the dueler more than a few galleons." She didn't know if the boy was serious in his response or not, but either way she didn't agree with it. Sandra wasn't one to put her faith in the future.

Plus she would hate to see something happen to that pretty face of his.