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Yeah. Sure it was. When she earned that title, he'd gladly address her with it. She was steadily proving to Raiden once again that there was no use in her being in this school; not only was she threatening him for asking questions, but now she was after a Ravenclaw for his question too.
He approved of that kid at the moment. He'd managed to get through her thick skull and ask somewhat the question that Raiden had wanted to ask.
...threatening to end class? Because of people asking questions? Raiden bit his tongue, sorely pressed to find the willpower to not say what he wanted to say.
Did she even know where she was?
Miss, this is a classroom. These people sitting at the tables? We're students. Which leads to the logical conclusion that we're here to learn. That sometimes entails asking questions. If you can't handle people asking questions, maybe you shouldn't demand to be called a professor.
The words rattled against the back of his teeth, wanting so badly to be spoken. Expression riddled with disapproval, he kept his silence. He didn't care if she ended class right then and there. No points, no homework? Who cared. It wasn't as if they hadn't learned anything in this class at all. They'd learn far more if they went to their common rooms, or the library, and studied for themselves, though. At least books didn't intentionally withhold answers for the questions presented to them. |