Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2014 16:45:09 GMT -5
Many students weren't crazy about the Defense of the Dark Arts class, though it was a requirement for most of them. One reason was their teacher. Most knew Grimp was a noble guy- a former Auror, a friend to the Potters and Weasleys, and a possible member of the Order of the Phoenix. But in the classroom, he was a scary, grumpy old man that made sure people were there to learn and learn well about the subject.
Walking in, he looked at the students sharply before standing in front of them. Whoever was still chatting went silent when he stamped his cane on the floor.
"Gutentag, students," he said. "Today is a day to review for the upcoming exams. I am not in favor of such reviews and am only doing one because I am required to do so. I suggest you all take advantage of it and ask good questions in the time provided. If you do not ask, then you are responsible for finding the answers on your own. If you come to my office later to plea for them, you will find a closed door. Am I clear? Now, who has a question?"
Walking in, he looked at the students sharply before standing in front of them. Whoever was still chatting went silent when he stamped his cane on the floor.
"Gutentag, students," he said. "Today is a day to review for the upcoming exams. I am not in favor of such reviews and am only doing one because I am required to do so. I suggest you all take advantage of it and ask good questions in the time provided. If you do not ask, then you are responsible for finding the answers on your own. If you come to my office later to plea for them, you will find a closed door. Am I clear? Now, who has a question?"