Closed Caught Training Future Superheroes mentor pv Bellatrix Rosewood

Noah took a look around in the Classroom, each desk laid nicely in a row individually. But Noah felt something had to be done. He withdrew his wand, looked at the chalkboard, and curiously looked at the board. Did he know a writing spell yet? No. Surely that would be something he learned in his third year. Maybe not. He saw fragments of chalk on the desk nearby.

He decided he would write something up, pretend to be a professor. Playing make-believe was something Noah loved, especially when there was no one in the classroom. He smiled, his right hand putting down his wand on the desk as he picked up the snapped piece of chalk, and started writing on the chalkboard slowly. It read, "Class of Superheroes, as taught by Noah Jupe."

He put down the chalk, and started talking, walking around the room, but his wand was still resided on the desk, where he placed it earlier. He tried to look his sternest, and he looked down at the imaginary students, or rather considering his height of being four foot two, he looked up. "What do you think you're doing? Write down some superheroes! THATS WHAT I TOLD YOU TO DO! DO IT!"

Now, he never actually said anything, but he felt he had to pretend to be strict, in case in the future he wanted to be a professor, then he could be "mean."

@Emily Orphanides