"As I am sure all of you remember I am your new DADA instructor Professor Riddle." His hands clasped elegantly in front of him as he stood at the front. He took a moment to look at every student's face and made quick mental notes on what he could expect from whom. The nervous students tended to stare at their desks, the bored ones at some mysterious spot over his shoulder, the studious type at the board, and…
The over-achievers stared fiercely at him, almost unblinkingly, with a hand brisk and ready to write copious notes. He knew this would happen, he had been a student once, but he never realized what it would feel like to be on the receiving end.
"Yes?"
"Did you write your name on the board wandlessly or did you enchant it ahead of time using the-"
This was going to be a long year.