The witch often wondered how she managed to do a job that she found all too boring for all the years in which she was teaching. Maybe it was the fact that she was far too in love with her line of work, that she tried to use that as the only fuel to teach her students. Despite her knowing that half of them wouldn't end up succeeding.

Although it was her job to try.

Unpleased she sat at her desk with a charmed chalk riding the topic on the board. To her she thought it was far more easier, and she wanted her students to sense the presence in which could be felt within in her classroom, and one where she expected the students to take this subject serious, and once she heard footsteps.


Glancing at the board, she smirked at the words.



Not entirely sure how she was going to go about this, but one thing she cared about was knowing just how much her students knew about this subject. Let her do the sorting of who would end up surviving this class.

Summer was glad to be able to finally be in a year that would allow her to take Ancient Runes class. She had heard that it was really hard but it also seemed to be very interesting to her. It was like a puzzle to try to figure out the runes that were from so long ago. So, she was super excited as she walked into her first day of the class. She sat down very promptly and took her book from her bag, getting out her quills and everything else she would need for the class.