First day back and the toad croaks out her little speech and both of us share a look by the end, we both know she's trying to bait us into lashing out since the prophet couldn't slander Harry. By the time DADA rolls around we're both anticipating the worst and boy did the bitch deliver. No instruction, no spellcasting and no questions. It was ministry sanctioned reading time with the worlds worst reading material. At the start of the class I rase my hand like the good little girl she wants me to be and wait.