Tristan Graves POV - Headmistress Dowling's office

'The tea is good and the biscuits are divine, but I'm beginning to lose concentration.' I thought to myself.

"Headmistress Dowling. I am glad that you are taking the time to educate me on the inner workings of the college, but I feel it is better to indoctrinate myself through observation rather than word of mouth. Would you agree?" I spoke cautiously with my head tilted slightly to the side.

"Yes Mr Graves, I do. I will have someone show you to your quarters. If you do need anything further then you are welcome to ask and I will answer to the best of my abilities." Dowling replied.

"Thank you." I pick up my bag and headed to the door.

"You're observing a class tomorrow, correct?"

"Yes. I will be observing both a class for magic and one for combat."

"A specialists class? I thought you would only be substituting for fairy classes." Dowling puzzled.

"Mostly, although I do have the skills necessary to teach both. I just wanted to observe the different types of students that may come for my aid." I nodded.

"Very good. My assistant will show you to your quarters."

"That is appreciated." I bowed to her and then leave.

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An hour later...

After Headmistress Dowling's assistant showed me to my office and then my quarters. I settled in and began to study the structure of the classes and student social demographic.

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