First Lesson
Professor Draul was a man with short flowing hair that fell to his ears in a messy mop of thin strands. His skin was always pale and he rarely smiled.
Arthur had guessed his age to be thirty but after thinking about it, he realised how looks could be deceiving. The Warlock was the Deputy Headmaster. That wasn't a simple position to fill so he shelved the question.
Aside from his strict gloomy attitude, Arthur had nothing else to think of the man except that he was a talented magic user, "You'll refer to me as Professor Draul.
I don't take kindly to 'clever' practical jokes or self-serving entertainment of any sort."
As the professor spoke, a piece of chalk floated in front of the board and began scribbling down everything that came from him.